He Takes His Straight Up

Phone call from Grammy-the-Baby-Sitter, with Finley crying in the background...

"Is it unreasonable to refuse the request for a spoonful of Ovaltine?"

(In the background, I hear Finley crying, "Spoon!  Spoon!")

"Er... well..."

"Really?!?  I thought he was making it up."

"No, he generally gets one when we're making some up for him to drink.  As an aside," I quickly add, "Dana started that..."

What can I say?  Sometimes you have to skip the middle man and just put the Ovaltine straight into your mouth.  

Also, my son has a chocolate sweet tooth.