Dear Peanut Butter and Honey,

I would like to take a moment to thank you and your sister, PBJ, for saving the day on countless occasions. On many-a-day when dinner is still half an hour away, or I find myself staring aimlessly around my kitchen with no plan and no where with all to make one, you divebomb in faster than a speeding bullet with a white bread cape. Or sometimes wheat.

Even when it was just me, in college, tired from studying or walking the big old hill up to my dorm room, you were always there. Your protein and sugary-sweet goodness enabled me to press on.

And now when the grumble of the tummy of one little Bear threatens to disrupt the cosmos of our home, you swoop in to the rescue, with your wholesome goodness and your gentle presence.

Your soft and lovely texture is gentle enough for the sorest teething gums. And even though the tiny Bear may grow weary of the lady who won’t stop taking photos…

He never seems to grow weary of you.

So on behalf of Moms, Dads and Babysitters everywhere, I want to take a moment to say thanks. Peanut Butter and Honey, and Peanut Butter and Jelly, you gals make the world a sweeter place to be.