I helped her gather the ingredients (she insisted on chunky peanut butter). I cut up the celery myself and then let her go to work:

Her are her finished masterpieces (and that is her, hiding from the camera):

She ate through two and a half logs before announcing, "This is gross. I don't like Ants on a Log."
My sentiments exactly.
1 comment:
Oh man...I LOVE ants on a log! Too bad I wasn't there. I would have finished the left-overs!
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