So tonight, I was starting our bed time routine. Story was read, prayer was said, and he asked for a drink of milk before bed. I obliged and brought him his little cup. And then Oh MY OH MY!!! I never expected such a meltdown. Over something as silly as a glass of milk.
After some serious time spent calming the little guy down, he was finally able to articulate why he was so upset.
"No mom...I wanted to milk my own cow!!!"
Oh, he is just the cutest little thing. But there's just one problem.....
I found myself promising I would actually take him to milk a cow. Seriously. I think I am in BIG trouble. BIG BIG trouble. Where in the world am I going to get a cow?