>Thanks to a crappy encounter with strep yesterday, I couldn’t eat anything. So my sweet, sweet husband brought home a pumpkin spice frapp for me, which I plopped on the side table next to the couch. As I was in the kitchen for no less than 1 minute, I turn around and McKenna had climbed up on the couch, grabbed it and was sucking away, happy as a lark.
What have I done??