Ruby asked me for more sun tea tonight. I poured it for her, and a bit later she came to find me. With a complete straight face, she informed me,
“My sun tea didn’t taste that good. It was kind of sour, because you left a wipe in it.”
Oh dear. Charlotte had put the baby wipe she used to wash up in Ruby’s cup. I poured the tea in near darkness and missed it. Yum.
Ruby drank it all anyway.