Today appeared to be your typical day with teething toddler twins: mini-tantrums and whining sprinkled in with the giggles and games. There were two things that were different, though - one horribly disgusting and one oh-so-wonderful.

Dude and I gave the girls some prune juice this morning because they've been stopped up like little bottles of vintage wine lately. Let's just say, it worked. Very well. Ugh. I haven't changed that many crappy diapers since they were little, newborn mustard poopers. It is totally, totally, totally different now. That is as far into the sordid details as I will go, but believe me that they are NASTY. If we have to go this route again, I will be taking a more tentative approach and giving half the amount of juice I gave this morning.

The other stand-out of today was peanut butter. I know that there is a big salmonella scare associated with peanut butter right now, but I've had this unopened jar of organic peanut butter for at least six months and felt confident it was safe to consume. Belly and The Bug have never had peanut butter before since the pediatrician had said to wait until they are at least 15 months old. Well, today I was drawing a total blank as to what to give them for lunch. I needed something quick and had no real good options for a protein. I thought, "I wish I could give them peanut butter and jelly." And then I did! They'll be 15 months in about 2 weeks anyway, so what the hell. I couldn't find any regular jelly so I opened a jar of Fortnam & Mason's raspberry preserves with Drambuie and added that to the peanut butter on the bread. To say that these girls loved it is an understatement. There was a lot of "MMMMMMMMMMM!" and "NUM!NUM!NUM!" coming from their baby mouths whilst they were crammed with peanut butter and jelly goodness. You'd have thought that I gave them chocolate cake or something for lunch. And nobody broke out in hives or went into anaphylactic shock, so I fully intend to give it to them again. And again. And again. And again. It's a whole new world.