Year 4, Day 228

Miles was sitting next to me on the couch just before bedtime. “Can I have a drink?” he asked.

“You want to finish your apple juice?” I said, referring to the juice box he got at dinner but never finished.

“No,” Miles said, “because I might spill it.” I was pretty impressed by his self-assessment (and concern over the welfare of the new couch that we’ve evidently finally instilled in him).

Still, I didn’t completely agree with his assessment. “But I could just put the apple juice in one of your sippy cups…?”

Miles nodded, not having considered that option. “True dat,” he conceded.

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