The Sippy Cup Disaster
This is a story I like to call “The Sippy Cup Disaster.” It all started with a string of sippy cup disappearances. Over time, the replacements got cheaper and cheaper because I got so tired of dropping loads of cash on buying new sippy cups every week. I don’t know where they go. Some of them, I’m sure disappear into a black hole that exists underneath the seats in our mini van. Some of them are chewed up and it’s no mystery what has caused their fate (my son’s sharp teeth, of course.) Some of them are just plain gone … Continue reading