Sincerely Fro' Me To You: Chocolate Milk

Hi, all! This is my first time participating in this carnival. I had always thought the photos had to be embarrassing photos from our past. Imagine my delight when I opened up We Are THAT Family this morning, and saw that Karen had posted an embarrassing photo of her daughter. Woohoo! Let the embarrassment begin!
(Quick introduction if you're new here: I'm a Mormon Stay At Home Mom, living on the East Coast. My husband is Chinese, my family is about as Caucasian as you can get. We are both fluent in Chinese and English, and are raising our kids bi-lingual. I'm Aunt LoLo. My husband is Lo Gung, which is Chinese for husband. BBJ is our daughter, who is two. Our son is Siu Jeun, and he is two months old. Got all that? Alright. Moving on.)

Life's a little crazy around here in the morning. I've usually been up for an hour by the time BBJ wakes up, and I delude myself every morning that TODAY will be The Day that Siu Jeun goes back to sleep at 6:30.

Right.

As soon as BBJ wakes up, it's imperative that we all get some food in us. None of the girls in this family deal well with life when we're hungry! There's a flurry of toast, jam, eggs, bananas...and a glass of chocolate milk for BBJ. (It's a process - she didn't drink milk for months until I convinced her that cold milk with a teeny bit of chocolate in it was Treat Milk. I've been slowly backing down the chocolate, but milk is milk!)

This morning, I could not get any more syrup out of the bottle, but I knew it was still in there. I remembered a treat my Dad used to make for us when we were kids:

Fill the jug up with milk and - voila! - no wasted chocolate!

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