You might remember THIS post, where mike and I got away for a weekend to attend a friend's wedding. We had a great time. Before we left, Mike decided that he was going to bring his flask filled with Crown Royal, just in case it was a cash bar.
Well last night he finally decided to empty it and wash it out. So this morning it was sitting in the dish rack and I put it on the counter. Luke comes along, swipes it and says, "ooooo, mommy, what is this?" I said, "It is daddy's Flask." Luke: "Oh, can I drink my juice out of this?"
ME: "No you may not."
How on earth he knew it was for drinking liquid out of, I will never know, but it quickly became the object of affection for both boys. Let me paint the scene: one toddler and one preschooler standing in the middle of the kitchen, both screaming at the top of their lungs while trying to yank a stainless steel flask out of each others hands. It was like watching an episode of Cops. I tried to contain my laughter as I confiscated the flask.
Tuesday, December 15, 2009
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