Isaiah, completely unphased by the recent peanut butter recalls, showed no hesitation when he snuck into the pantry and helped himself to the entire jar. Okay, so he didn't eat the whole jar. It was half-empty to begin with. And I found myself scrubbing peanut butter off the couch. And the carpet. And window sill. And train table. But he still indulged quite a bit, I'm sure.