I am an expert on spilt milk. The person who invented the phrase “Don’t cry over spilt milk” had to be a parent of young kids. If you own a child or 2 or 3 or 4 or 7 of them and cried over spilt milk, you’d be crying all the time. Save your tears. It’s a philosophy to embrace..a philosophy to soak up. Like a paper towel dripping with milk. Soak up. Like a sponge smearing milk on your hardwoods. Soak up. Like a wet sock on your cold foot. Don’t cry over spilt milk. Teach your kids to help clean it up early, as in still wearing diapers early. Don’t stress. Don’t let them see you stress. Smile. Laugh. Clean it up. No big deal.
If you have a hard time with this, let me share a sanity secret with you. We have a revenge milk plan. One day my kids will invite me over to their first home. They may be a little nervous. They will definitely be very excited. I am, mark my words, going to ask for milk to go with the mediocre dinner they slaved over. And I am going to spill every drop of the milk on their floor.
Here’s a book I think should be in every child’s home library “It Looked Like Spilt Milk.” Make your own family book of spilt milk pictures using blue construction paper and white paint. Fold the paper in half, dribble in some dots of white paint in the fold, close and press, open, smile, and see what your spilt milk looks like to you. Great time to talk about the value of more than one answer. Looking at things in new ways. Also fun to do with the real milk or any other liquid or food or sticky goo or paint or saucy pasta or oatmeal or chicken noodle soup before you clean it up;)
FYI: No kidding, this milk spill happened within 20 minutes of writing the first draft of this post. I call that a Godwink;)
Lactose tolerant, Shelisa