The milkman of human cuteness


Here’s the song reference.  This one may be obscure, but if you could use a smile in your morning, do click the link.

Mr. Man has always had a particular fondness for plastic gallon milk jugs — they’re large, they make great sounds when you bang them against other objects, and, of course, they usually contain milk, which is his beverage of choice.  Our household timing is usually such that a jug is generally emptied right at Mr. Man’s bedtime, so he rarely has leisure to enjoy this prize of prizes, since he’s on his way to the boys’ room for lullabies and prayers.

Lately, however, our schedule has been shifting, and the last two gallon milk jugs have been emptied in the morning, during breakfast (if you are curious, we average one gallon of milk per day, and yes, I have considered buying a cow).  Mr. Man has been very much enjoying this turn of events, and as soon as the jug is emptied, he seizes it.  His first order of business is to ensure that there is, in fact, not a single drop of milk remaining in the jug (video evidence here), and to drink it if he should happen to find a stray dram.

Once he has consumed the very last drop of milk in the jug, he proceeds to make a round of the kitchen, making music by crashing the hollow plastic into cupboard doors, dog dishes, appliances, body parts (usually his own), Baby Guy’s high chair tray, and anything else that looks like it has the potential to make an interesting sound.  He bangs it around with the cap on and with the cap off, having discovered that an open jug makes a different sound than a closed one.  He generally prefers the cap-off sounds, as they are significantly louder.  All the while, he blesses us with a steady stream of giggles and face-splitting smiles; those of you who have spent significant amounts of time around toddlers understand that this is the reason we are loath to remove the jug from his curious hands.

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Today’s prayer:  Lord, thank You for little blessings who greet Your creation with enthusiastic curiosity about every nook and cranny thereof, and with a heart’s desire to explore every thing mankind has made with the resources You provide it.  Thank You for their budding awareness that we are to be wise stewards of the bounty You have given, wasting nothing, and rejoicing in even the smallest drop of milk.  Please kindle in our hearts a deep gratitude for Your abundance, the unconditional love to share what You provide with our brothers and sisters whom You have blessed in other ways, and the humility to accept Your gifts when others freely share them with us.

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