Caught in the Act

This morning I got caught! I was doing something that I really shouldn't have been, but hey, it's my house and usually I am alone IN my house...but not this morning. My son caught me red-handed...and admonished me for doing what I always tell them not to do. Oops! What was I doing, you're wondering? Well, of course I was drinking out of the carton...fresh juice poured directly onto my thirsty tongue without dirtying a glass in the process!

I didn't even think twice as I grabbed the carton from the fridge and started to drink. It's not something I normally do unless there is just a dribble left, but seemed fitting today, for whatever reason. And when Jari came into the kitchen, he pointed his finger at me and said with his stern voice "Hey, you can't do that. It's not nice to drink from the container. And if you tell me I can't do that, then you can't do that either." I lowered my eyes and my head in that cowering position as you do when your father is cussing you out. I quickly replaced the juice and told Jari he's right, I shouldn't be doing that. And then I thought nothing more of it, until....

This afternoon I walked in the kitchen. Jari had just returned from playing with a friend and we were heading out to soccer practice. And my eyes popped out of my head as I watched him slug down his yogurt drink straight from the container. Ï pointed my finger at him and said "Hey, you can't do that." As he continued drinking the last little sip, he pulled the bottle from his mouth and said "There, it's all gone!" Seems there are a few of us not listening in this household...and also learning from their, uhm, mom!!! OOps!