Tuesday afternoon, Zack and I went to run a few errands that included getting milk because we were almost out. Cut to dinner last night, Skyler sets the table and says "We're almost out of milk". I look in the refrigerator because I JUST bought milk the night before and it wasn't the same label as the one she took out. Hmmm. Where'd the new one go? Zack and I both looked funny at each other and asked "Did you bring it in?". Guess where I found the gallon of milk? Yup. In the trunk of my car. Yuck. We each thought that the other had grabbed the last bag.
Fine, so I tell them to save what's left of the milk that's there for breakfast and to drink apple juice or water with dinner. We're half-way through eating and Skyler suddenly needs to "look in the fridge for something". So Matt and I are watching her wondering what she's up to. We see her squat down and through the crack in the door Matt can see her drinking from the milk jug. She was SNEAKING milk. HA! She cracks me up. Any other time she could have all the milk she wanted and now because she'll definitely want it for cereal she feels that she needs to sneak it. The best part was that she came back to the table with a milk mustache.
I can't complain about a kid who loves her milk
PS - I'm going to mention this way down here so as not to make a big deal which will surely jinx me. Today (so far) is my third day without soda.