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Introduction	After putting peanut butter on one half of a piece of bread for my three-year-old's PB&J sandwich, I had a little cough that I theatrically turned into a full blown, Bugs Bunny style, legs-kicking-in-the-air death scene. Worriedly, she jumped down from her chair where she'd been watching me intently and yelled, "Daddy! Daddy!," rushing to me to see if I was okay. Or so I thought. She kneeled next to me, gently put her hand on my chest and finished her sentence, "What about the jelly?"

Introduction

After putting peanut butter on one half of a piece of bread for my three-year-old's PB&J sandwich, I had a little cough that I theatrically turned into a full blown, Bugs Bunny style, legs-kicking-in-the-air death scene. Worriedly, she jumped down from her chair where she'd been watching me intently and yelled, "Daddy! Daddy!," rushing to me to see if I was okay. Or so I thought. She kneeled next to me, gently put her hand on my chest and finished her sentence, "What about the jelly?"