*Last night, Grammy came over to join me and Jack for dinner. I asked her if she wanted anything to drink, and here's how our conversation went:
Me: Would you like something to drink?
Grammy: Sure - what do you have?
Me: Soda, Juice, Wine...
Grammy: I'll have some wine.
Me: Would you like Chardonnay or Pinot Grigio?
Grammy: Oooh, I'll have some Pinot.
Jack (while playing on the floor in the kitchen nearby): I'll have some Pinot.
Note - Jack DID NOT, in fact, have some Pinot. But nice try, Bud.
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*I left a watered-down cup of Coke in the office yesterday after reading my mommy blogs during Jack's nap. When he woke up, he found my glass. Here's how that went:
Jack: This is Mommy's juice.
Me: Yes, that's Mommy's juice.
Jack (licking his lips): I want some please.
Me: Okay, just a little sip.
Jack (his first taste of soda EVER): Just a little sip.
Jack takes a very teeny, tiny sip, smacks his lips, gives me the biggest grin, and says, "I like this juice."
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