"Mommy, I NEED chocolate milk! Right now!"
I placed the baby in her swing and made my way to the kitchen.
"Can you ask nicely, buddy?"
"Chocolate milk, pleeeeeease?"
He asked as he ran to the fridge, swinging open the doors and standing on his tip-toes to reach the chocolate syrup bottle.
"I get it, Mommy!" My two-year-old declared as I reached inside, grabbing the milk.
I snagged a small plastic cup from the cupboard (why do we go through 100 every day?) and placed it on the table as my impatient toddler worked intently on opening the syrupy goodness.