tonight during bath time, benny kept trying to drink the water as we filled the tub.
watching the production involved in this effort, i offered to get him a cup of water.
i shared that i thought he could get a LOT more water if he let me get him a cup.
he looked at me like i had three heads.
then he pointed to the water he was sitting in.
"but mommy, i think this water maybe taste wike booty."
i mean, i can totally see his point.
and i could have attempted to remind him we had other sources of water in our home.
but it just seemed like a good point to end this particular conversation.
carry on, little man.