Tuesday, October 16, 2007


In an attempt to make one less trip downstairs I decided to haul the three gallons of milk down at once.

I made it down the stairs and into the fruit room, the fridge door was open and the first gallon was placed on the shelf. As I went to put the second gallon in, the third gallon slipped and fell to the floor.

Of course busting open!

I grabbed it and run upstairs. Not having a pitcher to hold all of it, the milk was placed into two different containers.

Taylor (not seeing me pour the milk into the containers) later asks me for some milk. She usually gets really excited as I am pouring the milk into her sippy cup, but as I was pouring the milk from a 'different' jug she was giving me her scrunched brow look.
As I hand her the cup she didn't let out her usual laugh and run away. She takes the cup, takes a sip, realizes IT IS MILK! Laughs and runs away.

It amazes me how much little ones are actually observant even as far as to the container their milk comes from!


Pugmires said...

Well, I'm glad it wasn't you that fell and broke open!

Seth, Carrol and Emi baby said...

That is too cute!

Seth, Carrol and Emi baby said...

Way cute background on this too.