Peanuts

I got this peanut jar from my mom years ago. It is old, she hesitated because the kids were still kinda young. And she knows that if I want something, I tend to want to use it. And she was afraid. Things tend to get broken at my house.

First I kept pretzels in it. I had to put a piece of felt on the lid because everyone tended to clank thelid down. I try not to purposfully break things.

Then it had dish towels in it for a few years because the kids grew up and moved out and I don't need a pretzel jar anymore.

Then Jack figured out how to get into the dry food, so guess what's in it now.