Got Milk?

Ryan is one determined kid. Poor little guy - whenever he wants something to drink, he gets some milk or juice out of the fridge and hauls it around the house to find me. He's been known to carry a big jug of juice upstairs in one hand while balancing his cup in the other. Yesterday, while dressed as a skeleton (for the second day in a row), he got out the milk and chocolate syrup. I guess he's been listening to me after all when I tell him that milk is great for his bones!