I finally remembered to buy Blackburn’s Syrup. Bud’s favorite was Johnny Fair, but I haven’t seen that in a long time. That evening, I smelled toast and heard Bud rummaging around in the kitchen and digging in the pantry. I didn’t offer to help, since he can usually manage a snack on his own.
In just a minute, he came bursting in to accuse me. “You ate all the peanut butter! You bought syrup when you ate all the peanut butter! That’s cruel! Just cruel! You know I love peanut butter and syrup on toast and you finally bought syrup and there’s no peanut butter. That’s just cruel!”
He abandoned his toast syrup and slumped forlorn in his chair as I tried not to laugh. I bought peanut butter today.