Monday, September 29, 2008

First taste of a PB&J

Nana Sandy sent me a txt this afternoon asking me if Gabe had ever tried peanut butter. I told her that he hadn't, only because I hadn't been game enough to give it to him yet. I figured it would be just my luck that I would be home alone when I gave it to him and that his head would swell to the size of the moon, I would freak out and it would not be a happy day. So I figured with Grandpa and a epi-pen close, I told her that if she was feeling game then she could give it a go. I guess it was a hit. Gabe loves peanut butter and jelly sandwhiches. She did say though that he had to keep drinking water to get it down. That made me laugh. I had her take some pictures so I could post them.

Not too sure what is going on here. Not sure if he is mad or just mid bite.

Lovin the one droopy curl in the front!

Look mummy "No Hands!"There's the water!

1 comment:

Mimi Sue said...

I think I've made a million pbj sandwiches. My kids loved them. Looks like you had a relaxing weekend. I'm glad, you guys needed it. But we did miss you. Sue