“When God wants a great work done in the world or a great wrong righted, he goes about it in a very unusual way. He doesn’t stir up his earthquakes or send forth his thunderbolts. Instead, he has a helpless baby born, perhaps in a simple home and of some obscure mother. And then God puts the idea into the mother’s heart, and she puts it into the baby’s mind. And then God waits. The greatest forces in the world are not the earthquakes and the thunderbolts. The greatest forces in the world are babies.” ~ET Sullivan

Tuesday, September 11, 2007

Death of a Sippy Cup

This is what a sippy cup looks like after its been run over by a car:















As a follow-up to the on-going sippy cup war, Leah still refuses to drink milk from a sippy cup, but has been drinking chocolate milk in small amounts. What do we conclude from this considering this happened yesterday? Irony? Poetic justice? Casualty of war?
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Anonymous said...

I'd say ouch! Poor sippy cup! Love the colors purple and yellow though. Better luck next time! Love ya all a bunch.

Aunt Joy,

September 16, 2007 at 12:57 AM

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