Meaningless Child Observations

Naturally, on the first full day back with power, the kids had peanut butter on toast for breakfast. They never tire of such fare.

I’ve noticed it before and figured I’d commit it to digital memory because, well, what better way to waste bits, right?

The lass actually abhors toast. I figure that’s something she’s likely to grow out of. But what I’ve always noted about how she “butters” her bread is that every square inch of the bread has to have peanut butter on it. She refuses to tolerate any of the white of the bread showing through her peanut butter. She even gets huffy with me when I prepare her peanut butter and don’t completely cover the bread (she’s gone as far as refusing to eat the peanut-buttered bread). I solved that problem by not preparing her peanut butter anymore. She’s capable, she can do it. I don’t need grief about peanut butter at 7 in the morning.

As a side effect, anything within a several inch range of the bread also ends up with peanut butter on it. Her fine motor control not being so fine, yet. One might be tempted to draw a larger conclusion like “well, she’ll be real thorough when she grows up.” Don’t. I have 5 1/2 years of evidence to the contrary.