Just PB, no PBJ for me. Oh, but I've missed my peanut butter, my yummy friend. Because Husband has allergies, we've been very careful with peanuts, so that meant no peanut butter for me until Sweetpea's food no longer came from me. It's been 10 months and 3 weeks, and yes, I've been keeping track. I had to resist my absolutely favourite, Reese's Pieces Peanut Butter Cups at Hallowe'en (who was the mean person who bought that candy pack? Oops, it was me in a fit of momnesia). To add salt to the wound, I had to banish the leftovers to Husband's office lest I should devour them after a 3 a.m. feed. Then, Reeses Pieces PB Bells showed up in my stocking at Christmas, and I had to trade them for plain M&Ms. Clearly not a fair trade for me. Sorry Santa, I DO love them, but I love Sweetpea more.
As of today, peanut butter and I have reconciled. In fact, I think I get extra for good behaviour. Then again, better tell the neighbourhood kids not to hit our house this Hallowe'en. There won't be any good stuff left.
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