So I was in the middle of writing a post on how Lukas is pretty much resistant to pain, when Mollie happened. Here is the scenario.
The kids were watching Dinosaur Train in our Living Room/Kitchen/Playroom (Student housing). Mollie had found a green elastic workout band thing and had begun to flick it back and forth, annoying Lukas but generally harmless....but not really. I did not realize that she had put a glass of milk on the TV stand and was trying to whip it off with her elastic (no more Indiana Jones for the kids...not that they watch that or anything......sorry Kara).
The problem happened when she finally succeeded, and milk went FLYING everywhere. On the TV, the DVD player, the Rocku, the VCR (yes we still have one. You wouldn't believe the video selection at Deseret Industries), and all over the floor. Mollie screams out "My MILK!" And I inwardly scream a swear word. I grab a rag and begin cleaning up, and Mollie comes up to me and says "Daddy, can I have some more milk?"
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