Pickles

Someone at church gave us a jar of pickles today. She said someone had given them to her and she didn't know what to do with them and could we use them, but bring the jar back to her next Sunday? So I said Yes, thank you and took them home.

When we got home I put them on the counter. A few seconds later, Eli noticed them there and said, pointing to them, "What's that Mama? That my poopoo Mama?" I wasn't really listening so he repeated it, "That Eli's poopoo Mama?" Clearly, Eli has never been introduced to pickles, but I love that he thought I would can his poo.

(I just grabbed this image off the web for the sake of having a picture).