The other morning at breakfast, Coy was having a hard time deciding what he wanted to drink, so I gave in and provided him with both milk and juice. Minutes later, I had my back to him, preparing my coffee, when I heard him saying: "Moke . . . jschuice . . . moke . . . jschuice". I turned around to see this:
I guess that is one way to do it!
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