On nights when I (C) have basketball until 6:30, the boys eat early without me. Tonight Kate sent them to their table to wait for their food. She overheard the following...
I told him he needed a cup so off he ran to his "cup drawer" and returned with a sippy cup and top. He set it on the table, returned to his seat, and told Kate, "That's a cup! That's a cup right there!" I gave him a little orange pop and he guzzled it down. I was unwilling to give him a refill so he turned to Kate. She explained to him that her pop was rootbeer, not orange. To this Davis replied, "I want beer! I want beer Mommy! I want beer Mommy!" 





