I usually go to the grocery store by myself on the weekends because who wants to drag two crazy girls on a shopping expedition when it’s a wonderful opportunity for Daddy to spend some quality time with them. So, off I went to the grocery store yesterday. Of course, I forgot a list of ingredients that I needed so I called Luke who quickly informed me that the girls were really enjoying their peanut butter crackers. PEANUT BUTTER CRACKERS!?!?!? Sophia can’t have peanut butter; she’s not even one. She could be allergic. Start the car. Get ready to go to the emergency room.

Post Minimal Freak Out – He informed me that she loved them and was chasing her sister around trying to steal more. NO allergic reaction.

Ok fine. She’s not allergic. That came in really handy this morning when she somehow found a peanut M&M on the floor and shoved it in her mouth. Where did a peanut M&M come from? No earthly idea. I don’t even like them!

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