Opprobrium

On our way home after a fun day of Scienceworks and geocaching, I stopped at the small-town Talent liquor/hardware store to pick up some rum for Emile who has been enjoying the occasional mojito lately. The kids like picking a drink out of their wide selection of mixers while we're there, although they were bummed when they stopped carrying chocolate milk. This time, Finn chose cranberry juice and Larkin chose orange juice.

The kids were both very thirsty after our busy day. It was a Friday night and business was booming at the liquor store. On our way out into the crowded parking lot, while the door was still open into the busy store, Larkin raised her orange juice into the air and hollered: "Leeeeeet's Driiiiiiiink!"

Emile wanted to know if people were giving me dirty looks, but I confess I didn't make any eye contact after that point.