T, you have a peanut butter baby, and it’s the cutest thing ever.

We bought this little doll forever ago named “Peanut.”

Mom and I even bought it before we had kids!

When H was born, we gave it to her.

But when we found out H had a peanut allergy, Peanut was thrown in the back of the closet somewhere.

K discovered it but was never interested.

Until one day, T, YOU found it.

You found out it was named Peanut and suddenly started carrying it around everywhere.

You call it “Peanut Butter” and are always asking me if I have seen your “peanut butter baby.”

I love you.

-Dad