Last night Brenna had a sippy cup of juice and she took it into the livingroom with her and then left it laying on the floor. I asked Zach to pick it up and put it back in the kitchen. He asked why and I said "There doesn't need to be juice in the livingroom". He looked at me and with the most serious expression said "She can only have milk in the livingroom because it blends in with the carpet".
Um... yeah Zach, that's it.
Um... yeah Zach, that's it.






That is so something Lyssa would say!

