Wednesday, August 17, 2011

Forty-four Ouncer

My sister, who is six months pregnant, has been craving lemonade slushies from Cirle K a lot lately. (Don't judge her; she's pregnant, it's really hot, and they're really yummy.) I have been getting them a lot lately too. (You can judge me if you want.) And did I mention these slushies are 44 ounces of pure goodness?

Elise likes them too. Probably too much. She's still trying to figure out the whole straw thing, but she's getting better.




I didn't mind sharing a little with her until she decided she had to do it all by herself. [Remember this post?] I tried letting her do it, but this is what would happen:


You can't really tell from this video, but she kept flinging slushy five feet into the air. She was getting it all over the place.

So I tried to help her.
Bad idea. This is what followed. She has never thrown a fit like this before!
[Note: I was still giving her all she wanted, but she just didn't want my help!]





Pathetic, right?
So I caved and let her at it again.

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