I open my fridge and see this. What? You can't see it? Try again.
Okay, okay. Let's take a closer look. That's right, jam jars that look like this.
Between the fresh rolls that my mother-in-law made when she visited and sheer love of strawberry jam, our little family (primarily the dh and the "big boy") is consuming 1 1/2 pints of jam/week. That is a lot!
At least, the freezer one looked like this. But, alas, the big boy knows where the extra jam is. Today at lunch I explained that he and Daddy had finished off the strawberry jam that was in the fridge for breakfast. He said, and I quote, "Maybe, you should just get some raspberries and make some more."
Okay, okay. Let's take a closer look. That's right, jam jars that look like this.
Between the fresh rolls that my mother-in-law made when she visited and sheer love of strawberry jam, our little family (primarily the dh and the "big boy") is consuming 1 1/2 pints of jam/week. That is a lot!
At least, the freezer one looked like this. But, alas, the big boy knows where the extra jam is. Today at lunch I explained that he and Daddy had finished off the strawberry jam that was in the fridge for breakfast. He said, and I quote, "Maybe, you should just get some raspberries and make some more."
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