Saturday, April 10, 2010

the case of the missing sippy cup

This afternoon we lathered up in sunscreen and went down the road to the swing-set playground. Baby swang and swang until she couldn't stand swinging anymore. It was much fun, and then we came back to the house. I handed baby a half-full sippy of diluted pear juice and started on supper. The Hater played with her while I got supper together. We ate supper without much fanfare or excitement, although baby went goo-goo-ga-ga over some baked veggie nuggets and steamed carrots.

After supper The Hater and I started cleaning up when we began looking around for baby's sippy cup. Long story short - we have torn the house apart and looked in every nook and under every cranny. Alas, no sippy cup.

We have no idea where the ant magnet could be hiding, but we hope that baby stumbles across it tomorrow... or at least really, really soon.

1 comment:

Cerulean Bill said...

Can you say "Cat Toy"?