Little bear was watching with interest as I knitted a few more stitches of the blanket with the allegedly aran more like DK yarn on a cone. (It seemed a shame not to carry on once I got it out...) He was particularly fascinated by the cone. 'Juice.' he said insistently, 'Juice!'.
'No, sweetheart, it's not for juice.' I said, and managed to grab his juice just in time before he poured it down the cone.
Sometimes, things are just not lucky.
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