This is what you must resort to when your son is allergic to milk, eggs, and peanuts. (That's a little chocolate scarecrow I'm spreading peanut butter on) Rats! Just when there was an end to the peanut butter recall, I still can't enjoy it.
Ok-that's being dramatic. I still enjoy them, but not until after James has gone to bed. So-here I'm killing two birds with one stone.