Picture this...I'm strolling through Cub Foods the other day with the girls in the cart. I pass by the produce section and through the flower shop and then as I'm passing between the deli & check out lanes, I hear a tiny voice yell, "Daddy's Pop, Daddy's Pop! Mom wookit...Daddy's Pop!" I turn and look to find Emmy pointing excitedly at the cooler containing a huge stock of Red Bull.
Brad has been addicted to this energy drink for years. I keep telling him how bad it is for him, etc, but he insists that he's not addicted...typical denial.
Now that our two year old notices how much he drinks it, he's finally starting to realize and is beginning to wean himself off of it.
smile, it's friday :)
13 years ago
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