Forget the caffe latte, screw the raspberry iced tea

on Nov 09 in General by

Driving home from nursery a voice piped up in the back.

    “Daddy? Beer is for big boys isn’t it. When Evan is a grown up he will drink beer won’t he?”

    “He might do sweetheart yes.”

    “But beer’s not for girls is it? Mummy doesn’t like beer and I don’t either do I? When I’m a grown up I won’t drink beer.”

    “What will you drink?”

    “I’ll just drink juice, that’s all.”

I might just have to hold her to that

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2 Comments

  • Deb says:
    November 10, 2006 at 4:57 am

    When our daughter Allie was about three, we went to a restaurant and Daddy ordered a beer. Allie thought it was apple juice and asked for a sip of it, instead of her own milk.

    He gave it to her and she took a good sip.

    Then she wrinkled her nose, shuddered, and said vehemently, “I don’t yike dat juice.”

    She still feels that way at 6 1/2 and I hope she does at 16 1/2.

  • Pearl says:
    November 18, 2006 at 3:44 pm

    That’s so cute.