A few Saturdays ago, we were all hanging out in the kitchen after lunch. It was time for Alyssa’s nap, so Stephen and I were having a cuddle with her in the threshold from the kitchen to the living room. Kisses were had, hugs were given. I was tickling her and she was giggling.
As Stephen turned to take her upstairs, I turned back to the kitchen… Just in time to see Ryan at the door to the pantry, a bottle of Hungry Jack Lite syrup rising to his lips.
The most I could do was gulp “UH!” as I doubled over in laughter. He jumped about a foot in the air and looked at me sheepishly, the syrup bottle hovering a few inches from his mouth.
We now store the syrup on the top shelf.