Because if you're capable of reading this, you probably already know how.
Dinner on Saturdays is a pretty casual affair at our house. We usually have things going on, or Chris and I have a stay-home date night and want to eat our own fancy food after the girls are in bed. So Saturday dinners are usually things like nachos or, if I'm feeling especially generous, ramen. This weekend we went for the mother of all meals: good old PB&J.
Ellie decided that she would make Daddy's sandwich and I would teach her how (see how effectively she runs the show? One day I'll do a whole post about this.) Of course I had to take pictures. I asked her later to remind me how we made the sandwich, and this is what she told me:
"First we got out peanut butter and jelly.
Then I spread them on the shawich.
Then I cutted it up and gave it to Daddy.