Taste Test

This weekend, PJ and Abigail came for a visit. Friday we went out for lunch, and a squawking Abigail was insistent that PJ share her root beer.

"You're not going to like it," she told her.

Finally, she relented, saying, "But you're not going to become one of those babies who drinks soda from a sippy cup!"

Abigail refused the side of the cup PJ presented her, instead reaching for the straw.
"You don't even know how to drink from a straw," we told her as PJ turned the straw to face her. We watched to see what she would do. Abigail placed her lips delicately on the straw, then almost instantly released it from her mouth without managing to draw a single drop of root beer from the glass. She leaned back in her high chair, a self-satisfied grin on her face, and pronounced, "Mmmmmmmmm . . ."