When my daughter was younger around 6 or 7 years old, I was sitting on the couch one Saturday afternoon watching some T.V. She entered the room with a plate with what looked like a sandwich and presented it to me. I asked what is this? She responded it a peanut butter sandwich. I said for me thanks? She nodded yes, so I proceed to take it from her and starting eating. Around the second or third bite she asked if I like it…I nodded yes and she said that’s good I made it myself…. we were out of peanut butter so I chewed up peanuts and spit them out on the bread. I remember thanking her again after running down the hall for the commode!!!

arent kids just our little

Kids are great, aren't they?