Yes, Plumb. As in plum. Love it. And, by the way, my husband actually went over to the neighbors with our boys in tow, picked a whole lotta plums, peeled them, pitted them, and cooked them into jam. Another reason why I love him. He wanted to do it -I made no suggestions or anything. I just helped pour.
Anyways, back to Plumb. So when I told him it was spelled wrong he laughed and then felt like an idiot because he had labeled about 5 jars wrong (the other jars contain plum-cinnamon jam and I had labeled those). He came to the consensus that the whole reason he spelled it that way is because of his Aunt and Uncle Plumb. :) Probably!
Pretty darn cute, though, huh?! He ain't bad looking either.