Sour Milk

Yesterday, I swore I smelled sour milk in our living room. Joe didn’t smell anything, so I figured I was just imagining things.

But, when we got home from work, Joe said he could smell it, too. We moved the couch and pulled out all of Lucy’s toys. No sippy cup there. We couldn’t figure out where the smell was coming from.

Then, as I was sitting on the couch watching TV, Lucy went over to her kitchen, opened one of the doors, pulled out a sippy cup and brought it to me. And old sippy cup. And when I say old, I mean that when she spilled it on my arm, the milk was as clear as water.

Mystery solved, and now Lucy is down one sippy cup. Now, if we can just get rid of this smell!

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Hi! I’m a wife to a wonderful husband, mom to a beautiful and active (to put it lightly) kiddo, and fur-mom to 3 crazy cats. I’m a former journalist. I quit my full time job two years ago. Now, I am a freelance writer and a virtual assistant for several bloggers!

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Comments

  1. Lisanne says:

    BLECH!!! I totally throw away those sippy cups. Nothing worse than old milk … ugh, terrible!

  2. Cady says:

    Oh yeah, we totally tossed that cup. Ick!

  3. karen M says:

    I found a few, myself, I don’t think there is any parent that doesn’t find one. She must have put in her fridge to keep cool.. thanks for sharing.

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