NOT, so refreshing!

"Mommy, I'm thirty"..... "Mommy, may I have something to drink?".... "Mommy, I'm hot!" All these, are statements that are heard throughout my house. I pour drinks and the times they are not finished, I put the remaining in fridge, because I KNOW they will be back.

Well, the kids have gotten into that habit now themselves. They put what they don't finish back in the fridge for a later time. I however, don't always keep up with what's in the cup or how long it's been in there. (I know, a bad, bad Mother) The other evening Michael came whipping in the kitchen, swings open the refrigerator door, grabs his cup and takes a big mouth full. I'm standing at the sink, and he looks at me with these wild eyes has he's headed in my direction. He bumps me out of the way and lets what's in his mouth pour out. I'm now laughing, because whatever he drank was obviously bad. He gets his head out of the sink and asks, "WHAT is in my milk?" I said....Hysterical of course, "Looks like a little cottage cheese to me." Poor kid, he was so grossed out and was sure to tell me so.

My last words..."Guest you won't do that again, huh?" Michaels last comment on the subject..."NO MA'AM!!"


I am thankful for laughter, except when milk comes out of my nose."

-Woody Allen