Yesterday, I was cooking dinner and behind me at the kitchen table was Keeve, our youngest son. He had the gallon of milk out that was down to about 1 1/2 inches left. Instead of pouring it into a cup to make chocolate milk, he was squirting the Quick straight into the gallon container. He then replaced the lid and gave it a good shake. Sadly resulting in tan colored milk. So he squeezed and squeezed the chocolate syrup until it was dry. (I hid the bottle in the garbage, so Rick wouldn’t add water to it and put it back in the fridge.) Shaken again…. not the desired color.
So ingeniously, Keeve went back to the fridge and found the Nestle strawberry syrup and proceeded to add it to the beige milk. Unfortunately, it was also almost empty. But the remains were mixed with great vigor and a slightly-sunburned-flesh color of milk was the result.
At that point Keeve poured it into a cup and drank the whole thing down in one bottoms-up. I inquired about the taste… he said it just tasted like normal milk.
That was a lot of work for milk that tasted normal. But there is now free space in the shelves of my fridge. :o)
Tags: chocolate milk, family, funniest thing, Keeve, kids, milk, mom, motherhood, mothering, parents
July 4, 2008 at 7:48 pm |
Necessity is the mother of invention…
…and it clears off empty spaces on the shelves!
July 4, 2008 at 8:19 pm |
Can we try that at Tahoe?? The results could be less than tasty, because of the contents of the frig! Yuck! Although, it might keep the kids (and Keeve) busy for an afternoon…hmmm
July 4, 2008 at 11:08 pm |
Oh, he’s so cute I could just chew him up!
July 6, 2008 at 5:50 pm |
Brent just sticks all the milk into the chocolate milk container when it’s that empty…ha ha ha