I burnt a milk carton today.
Simply placed it on our glass top stove while I was making mac and cheese for lunch. Nevermind the fact that I placed it on a hot eye.
It the room filled with a burnt plastic smell.
I opened all the windows and welcomed the fresh, cold air.
There was sunshine today. And lots of it, I stood at the window and felt the warmth of the sun, and cold breeze flow through the house.
I thought the milk carton was ok- other than being a little black on the bottom- so I stuck it back on the shelf in the fridge.
David discovered tonight that it had leaked.
The inside of my fridge is clean now.
And I have 6 batches of muffins either baking or cooling.
We're having muffins for breakfast in the morning.
I'll also be freezing some to enjoy later this month.
I thought 6 batches of muffins would use all the milk.
I was wrong.
There's 4 sippie cups of milk in my fridge.
And I just made a really big glass of chocolate milk.
And there was still milk left in the leaking carton...
It's now in a small, but still too big, pitcher in my fridge.
I need more chocolate milk in my life.
The boys need more chocolate milk in theirs, too.
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