PB & J

There are few things that take me back to my childhood but PB & J us surely on the top of the list.  For those of you not familiar with the old acronym, Peanut Butter & Jam.  The reality series Big Brother really brought it back to the foreground of people's thoughts but who could ever really forget this favourite treat.  Comfort food from the past, but only if you had a good childhood and the reminiscing brings back happy thoughts.

Yesterday I took Julianne on a playdate with a friend.  When we sat down for lunch I gave Julianne a tuna salad sandwich but her playdate friend got PB&J.  Julianne instantly proceeded to steal the food off of his plate and claimed it as her own.  Lesson learned:  Always give children the same food so they don't steal the other's food.  Thankfully he didn't seem to mind much, even though he is 3 years old and at that age that sharing might not be the happiest moment in his life.

So this afternoon, I have given Julianne a PB&J sandwich and she is still eating it in complete silence.  Very focused and cooperative.  Gotta love it when a plan comes together. (oooh another blast from the past, A-Team for those of you unfamiliar with 80's television.

Her lunch may be a little messy but if she's happy that's all that really matters.  Content and quiet.  These are the days you really treasure your children, when they're happy and not wearing on your every nerve.

Later...