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This isn't an exciting photo, but today wasn't an exciting day. All 3 of us have felt under the weather this week. Baby J and I have tried to stay home as much as possible, "resting" our way back to health. If you also live with a 15 month old you will understand there is no real resting going on here, except for nap time. Oh glorious nap time, when this sickly momma has been trying to nap too.
Ok, back to the photo, it shows a quirk of mine. Which is that I LOVE to be the first one to open a jar containing smooth food. Examples include, but are not limited to: peanut butter, tub butter, nutella, and yogurt. I get excited about it, I gaze at it's smoothness, and I delight in being the one to mess it up. On a small scale I compare it to being the first one outside after a good snow, before foot prints or tire tracks have spoiled the winter beauty. Don't you love that?! I do, very much! This quirk has been passed on to my husband. [Is this what happens after living with someone for a number of years?] We both want to be the first to open a jar. But it's all luck of timing, because there is an unspoken rule that does not allow for opening jars before they are needed. Otherwise there would be 3 jars of peanut butter open in this house right now. The opener of the jar also earns teasing rights to the poor schmuck who lost out on the smooth fun. And as I type this I am realizing how nutty we sound, but part of the joy in great relationships is having those small inside connections that only you 2 share. One of ours happens to be smooth food in jars.