Tennyson came in to wake me up at about 2:30 AM last night asking for a glass of milk. I am moving rather slow these days, especially when I've been asleep for 3 hours in the same position. Apparently I hadn't come fast enough because when I walked into the kitchen he had pulled his sippy out of the dishwasher and poured himself a glass of milk. Miraculously he filled the cup, but then continued to pour until it was all over the floor as well.
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That's when I would have rolled over, woke the husband up, and had him go get the milk.....too little too late.
I bet that was a fun mess to clean up.
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