My brother as a little one would only drink chocolate milk so we went through a ridiculous amount of Nesquik. I love those tins so much.
One day, we couldn’t find him in the house, my mom was freaking out and asked me to help find him. He wasn’t answering. Not in any of the usual hiding spots. Eventually I heard some rustling in the kitch…
My brother as a little one would only drink chocolate milk so we went through a ridiculous amount of Nesquik. I love those tins so much.
One day, we couldn’t find him in the house, my mom was freaking out and asked me to help find him. He wasn’t answering. Not in any of the usual hiding spots. Eventually I heard some rustling in the kitchen, opened the cupboard and lo and behold my sweet toddler ultimate ginger brother is sitting there, Nesquik all over his face and body, hand in the tin for more.
Not in the fridge thank goodness, just hiding away from the chaos of 3 older sisters enjoying his Nesquik. 💕
Glad he wasn't in the fridge! That cabinet behavior was something I could completely relate to. I would often get into our cereal cabinet. So often that they eventually moved it above the counter.
My brother as a little one would only drink chocolate milk so we went through a ridiculous amount of Nesquik. I love those tins so much.
One day, we couldn’t find him in the house, my mom was freaking out and asked me to help find him. He wasn’t answering. Not in any of the usual hiding spots. Eventually I heard some rustling in the kitchen, opened the cupboard and lo and behold my sweet toddler ultimate ginger brother is sitting there, Nesquik all over his face and body, hand in the tin for more.
Not in the fridge thank goodness, just hiding away from the chaos of 3 older sisters enjoying his Nesquik. 💕
Glad he wasn't in the fridge! That cabinet behavior was something I could completely relate to. I would often get into our cereal cabinet. So often that they eventually moved it above the counter.