The other day while driving somewhere in the truck, Elliot told me she was thirsty and wanted a drink, specifically, some sweet tea. When I told her we didn't have any sweet tea and she would have to wait, she pointed at my cup in the front cup holder and said there's a chicken cup right there for me. It was my Chicken Express cup (the place where we often get sweet tea) but my cup didn't have sweet tea in it that day. I had just recycled the cup, and I had grape Kool-aid in it. She was very disappointed when I offered her my grape Kool-aid, and she had to accept the fact that my "chicken cup" did not, indeed, have sweet tea in it.
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