A few weeks ago when we were in Ohio, Carolyn was introduced to soda. I have to say I was not all that happy about that, but it did make for a pretty funny story. ....

When Emerson set down his can of Sprite, Carolyn quickly found it and started gulping it down. I took it away from her, primarily because she was sticking her fingers and tongue into the can and I did not want to deal with a kid who was high on sugar and bleeding. As I took the can, she looked up at me and started whining with the most pathetic voice ever,

"BEER"

You would have thought I was taking this child's arm, not a can of beer away from her.

Hmm, not sure where she learned that. In our house, yes, we drink plenty of beer, but it is almost always from a bottle. I am amazed every day at the words that are coming out of her mouth.