I'll take that to go....

So I don't have long to write, got busy talking to my imaginary friends, and before I knew it, it was bedtime.


But this afternoon, Dustin asked me for a cup.
"Just a cup? No water? Juice?"


He said, "No. Just a cup."


So I got him one. Mystified, I watched him. And he went to his backpack and pulled out an entire gallon of milk. Poured himself a little cup. Put the jug back.


"Dustin," I said, "Why do you have a gallon of milk in your backpack?"
"Oh!" he said. "It's for our class party tomorrow."


"But it's going to get sour!" I said.


"No, it's just for today that I'm carrying it around." he said, and went back to the Legos.


When his mom came to get him, she grabbed his backpack from the laundry basket (we keep our stuff in baskets along one wall by the back doors) and said, "What do you have IN this thing?" as they were heading out the door.


I didn't hear him, but her reply of, "WHAT??!!!" was quite clear.


Can't wait to catch up with her on Wednesday (his next attendance day) and find out what happened next.


Every day, I tell ya. I laugh every single day.