There's Nothin' a Little PB & J Won't Fix

I picked the girls up from school the other day and it was clear from the get-go that Ella's heart was hurting.  With only one question posed, she burst into tears.  It seemed her best little pal was not so sweet to her.  Her heart was breaking... My heart was breaking.  Frankly, I could hardly stand it.  So this is what it feels like... To be a momma and watch your children ache from a broken heart... And this is only the beginning.
With promises to hold her when we got home, she seemed to be comforted.  Of course, I couldn't get home fast enough.  I arranged it so that we could have some time alone and I just held her while she cried.  We talked it over and (I) realized it was not the end of the world.  We agreed on some solutions and she seemed to be feeling much better.  Then, I did what any other mother would do... I got out some peanut butter, some jelly, and a whole lotta bread... And together we made TRIPLE DECKER PEANUT BUTTER AND JELLY SANDWICHES:  The solution to life's hardships.  I think it did its job, don't you?