Pink Milk

Today has been one of those my-nearly-3-year-old-is-driving-me-crazy days. I know that I just complained about this 2 days ago. But the crying and whining is driving me nuts. Really.

Then, I walked into the kitchen and found her standing on a chair, with 2 plastic cups on the counter. She had the bottle of strawberry syrup from the fridge and was busy pouring large quantities of it into one of the cups.

Of course I asked her what she was doing, and she said that she was making pink milk. "One for you and one for me, Mommy," she replied. "It will make you happy."


Well, who resist that? I grabbed the carton of milk and helped her finish the drinks, she got us some straws, and we sat in the middle of the kitchen floor drinking pink milk.

Sometimes she is a pretty neat kid.