Vinegar

My son came home from school today and went to grab a snack from the fridge. He came to me asking if he could have some apple juice. "No, you can't have any apple juice... we don't have any." "Why not?!" "I didn't.. buy any?"

He looked like he was going to cry, so I got to the bottom of it... on the kitchen counter was a frosty glass tumbler filled to the top with apple cider vinegar. I guess the glass bottle it comes in is a little misleading, if you don't read the words. A pair of juicy apples on the label? Golden, cold liquid inside? So what if it smells a little funky. That's some damn apple juice!

I read him the label. "See? It says apple cider vinegar. You don't want that." He was skeptical. I sighed. "Do you want to try some, then?" "YEAH!"

One spoonful and a good laugh later, he was shed of his illusions and I was able to funnel the glass back into the bottle.

The moral of the story: sometimes mom really is right. Also, "Ugh! Vinegar is so terrible!"