I shared a whole jar of banana peppers tonight with one of my favorite guys.
We didn't say much.
We just stared into each other's eyes and ate.
The whole jar.
They were the mild ones.
He wanted more, but I was all out.
He licked the juice off his plate.
"Mama, more! More, Mama! Pleeeeease."
That's the first time he's said "please."
Whoever said that 18 months was too young for banana peppers obviously never tried them out on their own child.
I think I might be the best mom in the world.