Well, that's one allergy we don't have to worry about

So Sunday morning Georgia decided she wanted peanut butter for breakfast. Which I thought was fine, so I put a big glop in a bowl and handed her a spoon. Ten minutes later Daddy looks up from his newspaper to find his darling daughter cheerfully smearing peanut butter up and down her arms and on her cheeks.

After giving her a bath, my mom called and I told her about it. Her only comment was, "At least it's probably good for her skin." :)