Wednesday, July 13, 2005

Peanut Butter Memories...

I opened a new jar of peanut butter today. Now a days, we don't go through it nearly fast enough. One jar can last us a year at least! That didn't used to be the way. Our son used to make at least 4 or 5 peanut butter and honey, or jelly sandwiches for his school lunch along with his ham sandwiches. Back in those days I bought the monster size. *Sigh*

But what makes me laugh every time I open a new jar is old memories. I used to, ever so carefully, partially lift the inside cover of the peanut butter, just enough until I could get my knife inside and then I would print "JAMES" on the fresh, new peanut butter. Then I would lay the top cover back down and screw the lid back on. When it came time to open the "new" jar of peanut butter there was always a surprise inside! When he was just a little tyke he thought this was just wonderful that I could go to the store and buy any old jar of peanut butter yet HIS name would be printed on the inside. However, there came a time when he was too old for that and he tricked me and caught me in the act!!!

But, it doesn't end there! A looooonnnnngggg time later (I don't know how many years) I went to open a new jar of peanut butter and pulled the inside cover back and there in nice big print was "MOM"!!! LOL!

Here's to you, James!!! :) I love you!

4 comments:

Kim said...

My Patrick is a real peanut butter lover. I think I may try putting his name on the newest jar.

What a sweet story.

Andrea said...

Cute :-)

G~ said...

HEY! Y'know, I bought a jar of peanut butter the other day. I've been trying to figure out how come it had "JAMES" written in it.

*whew!* At last I know!!

*heh* That's a cute story, Claire.

My kids would have wanted to draw in the pb every chance one they figured out they didn't COME that way. They still draw pictures on the storm door when it's fogged up, so you can see, drawing in the pb just wouldn't have been a good idea for them to get!

;)

~hugs~

sparrow said...

I nearly cried on that one! What a sweet, sweet story...and I can hear the mommy-longing in your words. I'm so glad you took the time to do those special things for your guy.