The quirkiness that is Clark

I just thought that we all needed to remember how quirky Clark is. And this is a good thing, don't worry. The other day, I opened the peanut butter to find this:

That is what happens when Clark has peanut butter and saltines - he spends most of the time just trying to get the concentric circles perfectly matched up. The reason we got out the PB, though, was to make Clarky's Creation: the Peanut Butter Marshelaides.

PB and Marshmallows on a piece of bread. . . .

Toast it up. . .
And there you have it! It is actually highly delicious. It's like a campout with the roasted marshmallows, and then you have the warm peanut butter goodness. . . mmmmmm. . .

And our final quirk of the evening: Clark found these in our kitchen, so I told him he should put them on his fingers and see if he could play the piano better. And he actually did it! It was entertaining. And he can get 2 octaves with those babies. What are they, you ask? That's for us to know, and you to find out. . .