This morning I was sitting on our living room floor, drinking the last of my coffee while watching speed skating. I gotta say: Peyton was kinda being a nuisance. (I say this in a loving way, though.)
She always wants to try what we have - doing this intense, chin-jut thing that is pretty cute... but then she moves closer, and closer until she's literally 2 inches from your face. Seriously? Oscar was more subtle.
So I thought I'd teach her that grown-up drinks aren't always yummy. I handed her my pretty much empty mug with the words, "Okay you little mooch. Try this."
I barely held back on the "Bah-ha-ha!!"
She eagerly grabbed my coffee cup and took a swig of my coffee then grimaced.
"Sweet success!" I thought.
The little stinker grinned at me, said, "Ahhhhhh!!!!" and went back for another gulp.