HopHops

      Tonight we painted for some Christmas crafts that are super top-secret. Needless to say, the kids both needed a serious scrub down afterwards! When Chris was throwing the washcloth into the laundry room, Jace snuck into our back storage closet, which has a makeshift pantry. He grabbed the peanut butter and followed Chris around with it, claiming he was hungry. When we asked to confirm if he was hungry, he said in his hopeful toddler voice, "HopHops!" We initially thought he was saying "PopPops", which is something requested about twenty times every day, so I told him it was too late for candy. Chris put the peanut butter on the counter, and Jace kept insisting, "Hophops!".  Then there was a HUGE hiccup! The poor kid had been trying to tell us he had hiccups the whole time, and in our family, the magical cure is a spoon full of peanut butter. He's now very happily marching around, with a spoon full of peanut butter, and some cured HopHops.