There are times I think I am sooo mature. So put together, so 'grown up'.
Except, I've realized...that just isn't the case.
For instance, this morning, I ran into the bedroom BEGGING Ben to get up and kill the bug. Did I mention it was 6:30 in the morning?!? (That man never ceases to amaze me)
Still not convinced?
Well, for the past week, I've been craving the classic Peanut Butter and Jelly Sandwich. Let me tell you, there is nothing like an ooey-gooey-crunchy-peanut-buttery mixed with some sweet-smooth-preserve all gently smashed together into the PERFECT sandwich.
Yes, I drive home every day for lunch just for this sandwich. It's THAT good.