Emily: Mommy, can we make peanut butter cups today?
Sara: Why yes we can! Why do you want to make peanut butter cups? Did you have peanut butter cups at preschool today?
Emily: No, I just want to make peanut butter cups.
Later that day, as I am making said peanut butter cups....
Emily: Pinkie Pie is coming down and eating them every time you make one, but they are reappearing.
Sara: Uh oh, she'd better not eat all of them!
Emily: I'll talk to her. Pinkie Pie, I know that these peanut butter cups taste good, just like the peanut butter log I found in the gym today, but you can't eat them all, Daddy and Charlotte need to have some!
Sara: Wait, what? What peanut butter log?
Emily: I found it in the gym at preschool.
Sara: So you found a peanut butter cup on the floor of the gym at preschool?
Emily: No, it was a log.
Sara: Did you tell your teachers?
Emily: No, I ate it.
Sara: Emily, you can't just eat things you find on the floor. What if it had been poop and you had put it in your mouth to taste it? Then you would've had poop in your mouth.
Emily: I knew it wasn't poop, because poop is straight.
Sara: Is that why you wanted to make peanut butter cups today?
So there you have it. Our magical Christmas mother-daughter togetherness activity for the day was initiated because of a piece of discarded food my daughter found and ingested off the floor of the gym at preschool.
At least they turned out pretty well
I am realizing I should've cut one in half so you could see the peanut butter on the inside, and maybe not have put a crooked cup on top, but hey, as I have said before, I am definitely not a food blogger!
Once Charlotte woke up I was very glad we had made them because they shortened her post-nap screaming period significantly.
Please forgive my crappier-than-normal pictures. I have lost my camera charger, so once again I am facing a Christmas season armed with only a cell phone for my picture-taking needs. Hopefully you will see a marked improvement in my photo quality after the Christmas holiday!