An occasional foray Into the kitchen everyday
Has led to many nightly dinners
Of a meal made for winners.
Dear peanut butter jelly, just as night begins to fall,
The children start to call,
“Woe is me. I’m hungry!”
And now, my answer every night,
Dressing up with sheer delight?
Yay, Peanut Butter Jelly!
They mumble and whine, “Again…my belly!”
Dear ones, your brother cries,
Look into my tired eyes.
Please eat it now,
And tomorrow I vow,
For something more,
Please humor me for,
Bedtime is here
And I love you my dear.
Ask any pregnant woman and she will tell you that now she’s expecting what once smelled delicious - like roasting coffee beans for example, has suddenly become the one smell that induces an overwhelming feeling of nausea. For some women the pregnant nose goes into smell overdrive…