Tonight, I came out of my room and saw Noah standing in the hallway holding the gallon jug of milk. Of course it was open and about 1/3 full. I was praying he wouldn't drop it on the floor. Then to my horror he started lifting the jug up to his mouth and was going to take a drink of it! YIKES! I quickly said his name to get him to stop, which caused him to start running from me with the jug in his hand!! I just wanted him to stop because I had horrible visions of him dropping it and milk going everywhere. The faster I moved the faster he ran away. When I finally got a hold of him, I asked him what he was doing to which he said, "I just wanted a drink" UGH
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