
Because if I did, I'd be crying quite regularly.
. . . I guess it's what you get when your 2 1/2 year old thinks she can pour her own milk, her dad's, and her brother's while I'm dishing out a little milk of my own to the littlest one. Thank goodness she only attempts with a little left in the jug, when it's not "heaby." Otherwise we would be swimming.
. . . It also happens when the kids haphazardly pick up their cup with the stylish one handed clutch. More often than not the amazing cup jumps out of their hand, spilling milk all over. It's taken some time, but instead of getting upset, I throw them a dishcloth and ask "What are you going to do about it?"
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"what are you going to do about it?" You are my kind of mom, Karisa.
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