I made the kids lunch today - peanut butter sandwiches and sliced apples. A total kid lunch. Halfway through the meal, the Girl lets out a scream and begins crying. I race to her to investigate.
"Did you bite your tongue, honey?"
"Noooo," she screams again and points to her mouth in tears.
It dawns on me what has happened.
I take a deep breath, reluctantly put my finger into her mouth and pry out a huge chunk of peanut butter stuck to her upper palette. She smiles and goes back to her meal. I sigh before heading to the kitchen to rinse my finger thoroughly of the saliva covered brown mass.
When does this end?
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