The first day that the snow fell, I tried getting out "before it got too bad." The snow was really wet, so I was hoping it would be all slushy and stuff. Nope.
Oddly enough, with the weird thaw/refreeze thing that was happening, I was able to get out on Day Two, but not Day Three. Out on Day Four, and now waiting to see what Day Five will bring.
Anyway, on today's venture out, we had to take Alex to an SSA-appointed doctor for evaluation of our disability claim. That went OK, and since the office was right next to a grocery store, it seemed like a good opportunity to make a supply run. And for some reason, peanut butter cups made it into the cart.
When I gave her one, her first question was, "What is this?"
"It's a Reese's Peanut Butter Cup."
(A moment later) "What is in the middle of that Reese's Cup?"
"Peanut butter!"
"What else?"
"What do you mean? Just peanut butter."
"Then what is this?" (Shows me a small, brown object in the palm of her hand)
I examine what she's showing me, and am already gearing up mentally for my angry letter to Hershey, along with the accompanying blog post and pictures, which of course I will also submit to The Consumerist...when I finally recognize what she's got, there.
"You tried to eat the paper cup, Hon."
Reese's Peanut Butter Cups: The candy you get to unwrap twice.
