The other day Nathaniel went into the pantry and grabbed the jar of Peanut Butter and brought it over to me. Then he said "poon?" Yes he wanted a scoop of Peanut Butter for a snack... just what Ken used to eat for dinner before we got married. Is he his father's son or what?
I gave him a small container of Peanut Butter and a glass of milk. He sat in his "snack spot" in the kitchen and went to town. Make a note... don't do this activity if you are going out later in the day. It's nice to have him occupied for a good 15 minutes, but it will require a bath once he is finished.
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