Lil Mrs. Betty Crocker....NOT

OK, well I was going to make a peanut butter pie for the neighbor behind us today. One of her dogs was killed yesterday when it got out of the house. :( AJ was being particularly inquizitive and I figured, hey, we'll have a mommy/son moment. I pulled a chair up to the counter and placed him in it after I got all 4 of my ingredients ready. The trash can was on one side of him and I was standing on the other side. No problem right??? WRONG. I leaned across him to put something in the trash and the nosey child had to see what it was. In the process he tumbled out of the chair and proceeded to bonk the back of his head right on the floor. He was majorly POed and I felt HORRIBLE!! I scooped him up and we walked for about 10 minutes for him to calm down. He had a nice red bump to show for his tumble too. Anyway, once I patched his feelings all up I finally figured it out. I pulled the back of another chair up to the side of the first chair and put him in it again. I knew he'd like watching what was going on if only I could convince him I didn't shove him out of the chair. He was not too enthused to be placed in the chair of torture again. I started juggling ingredients and he started to focus. He tasted the PB, cream cheese, powdered sugar and whipped cream. Anyone that knows my child knows he loved every taste. He loved watching the blender work and giggled everytime I added the sugar and the little puff cloud came up. I poured the batter into the pie crust and thought....why not??? I put AJ in the floor and gave him the mixer part. That child sat in the floor and licked that thing CLEAN!!! He even went as far as to lick the floor when a glob made it's way off the mixer thingy. Of course many pics were taken and will be passed along to you all soon. It had to be one of the most precious days. It's a day I'll remember always. He had PB from his hair all the way down to his toes and he LOVED IT.....as did I.