'Aunt Beatrix' brought us over a tub of apple butter awhile ago, and our children love to have it on Rye Crisps. But as you can see, Laars decided to forgo the crisps and put it on his lickable fingers. He hid behind the island while mama was on the other side, distracted, putting lunch items back into the fridge.
Good choice, Linda. I'm trying to follow that pattern.