My son has discovered regular drinking glasses verses sippy cups. He thinks there the cats meow. Well some of the time. This morning I made french toast and bacon. One of my favorites. When I was setting the table I put a small glass for him buy this plate, put water in it, and went on. About two hours later he ask for some water. I went to give him his sippy cup, and he said, " No, that one." Pointing to the glass he had with breakfast. He does quite well. So far, fingers crossed. I tell hem to stand on a line in the linoleum and he thinks that's cool. I hope that the novelty never wares off. Then again I know better. I think that these pictures turned out pretty cool, with the light and all. Have to give me a pat on the back. I just stumbled on it. My guess is it will ever happen again. I will say that the glass needs cleaned stick finger's and all, but then again that's what make it special. Now if we could figure out potty training I might have to figure out how to illuminate it the same way.
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