Who's Crying?

Oh, those kids of mine! So cute, so sweet, so full of lessons and SOOOO messy! Itai loves to drink. He'll drink all day and all night. He really likes his milk right now. He's great at drinking from his open cup, but not so great about staying in one spot with it. Solution? Give him his sippy and hope he doesn't manage to knock out the little piece that keeps it from flooding out. What happens when that teeny little piece falls out? See for yourself. You could call it a little mess. So, what does Itai, whose favorite word is "uh-oh," do when he makes such a big mess? Well, he's obviously not saying uh-oh here. He makes the best of it! And what could be better than milk art?
So something bad happened, no use dwelling on it. In fact, as the great Dr. Suess once said, "And when things start to happen, don't worry, don't stew." That's just one of the many great things about Itai. Everything is an adventure, everything is a chance to do something new.

He already knows something most of us know; there's no use crying over spilled milk. It kind of reminds me of a time when I went shopping with my mom. After paying for everything we went out to the car. I picked up the four gallons of milk (I never realized how much we ate and drank back then!) and placed them on the hood of the car while I opened the door. One of the gallons went sliding off the hood and fell, splitting the plastic wide open and leaving the black top covered in a sudsy, white mess. I felt horrible. I knew the milk was more than just milk, it was money, it was something else we'd now have to do without. I stood staring at the milk at my feet until I finally got up the courage to look up. Before I said a word she told me it was ok. That was the end of it. Not a word, not a look.

I missed February 11th, Don't Cry Over Spilled Milk day (I'm not making that up), but still the lesson is the same. There's no use crying over spilled milk. I'm glad Itai has learned this early, even if Debbie wishes he hadn't learned it all over the floor. :)