Latter Day Sinner

I got two 40oz. jars of Jif peanut butter from the grocery store. I figured they would last a while. This afternoon I found one of them open on the counter with half the peanut butter gone. Stephanie was in the house at the time and I figured it was her because she likes to eat plain peanut butter from a spoon. She said it was not her. That left a single uncomfortable possibility. Ben had opened the jar and ate it with his grubby hands. That is his peanut butter now. I even have coroberating evidence. I opened the second jar to have a sandwich and the safety seal had been removed. Stephanie wouldn’t open a completely unrelated jar of peanut butter but Ben would and apparently did. I will have to remember to get a lot more peanut butter when this runs out.