My little girl brought me a "drink" the other night. She made me hot chocolate.
She brings it to me and sits it down where I was cutting some fabric. I picked it up and slurped ... you all know the drill.
I said, "Mmmm, hot chocolate my favorite. Oh, you even put a big marshmallow in it for me! Just the way I like it!"
She runs back over to me and says "Don't eat that marshmallow Mommy! It's really a wooden block!"
I laughed until tears rolled down my leg!