On our way to a birthday party this afternoon, Britton said from the back our of SUV “Mommy, I am thirsty”.

Jokingly, I asked “Britton, do you need a beer?”

Britton- “No Mommy! Little kids don’t dwink beah. Beah is bad for you. You should neva dwink beah!. Dat’s not funny!”

Okay. Point Taken my Serious-little-Britton.