We were driving to Sharon Vermont to go camping (more later) over the 4th of July. The babies had finally fallen asleep and we were driving along quietly. Johnny and I were talking and I said "I can smell peanut butter... that's weird." About a minute later I realized that I had set the basket full of our camping food on the back seat next to Lila. I turned around to find this...

Turns out our Family Home Evening of making
peanut butter balls was a little too fresh in her memory. She had a big ball of peanut butter in her hands.

We pulled over at the next gas station and I took her into the bathroom to try and clean her up a little. Luckily there was a shower in there so I stripped her down and scrubbed. I don't think we'll ever quite get the PB smell out of her car seat though...

Lucky for her Johnny and I have a good sense of humor!!