Three kids wanted the last little bit of eggnog.
“How about I put it in one cup and you share it,” I suggested.
“But Katie doesn’t like whipped cream and Peter and I do,” whined Jenny. She had a point, but I feared that they would be disappointed if they saw their portion in our usual mugs. I think, perhaps, more eggnog would remain clinging to the sides of the mug than would actually make it into their bellies.
So, I gave them virgin eggnog shooters instead.
The things you do for love.
That is awesome. My eggnog drinkers would love that!
well arent you just the sweetest mom ever trying to spare your children disappointment!r
That is hilarious, and ingenius.
I am pretty sure that I will never, ever see the phrase “virgin eggnog shooter” anywhere but your blog. Don’t ask me how I know, but I do! 🙂
Wow…cool mom award for you.Happy New Year.
Did Bill make the eggnog?