Caffeinated Baby

Jackson is quite the crawling machine. He has learned that he no longer has to be in the same room as me--he has to be in the same room as the kitty. This is problematic as the cat likes to taunt Jackson. She will get just an arms length away and slowly lure the poor unsuspecting baby to her litter box. Jackson knows he's not supposed to go in the kitty room, but it is just too much temptation for the poor little guy when the cat is in there. Lily thinks it's great fun.

She will also leave a little trail of kitty litter right outside the door, and if I am not careful, Jackson will pick up these pieces and eat them like candy. Mmmm, kitty litter.

Well, friends, today was no different. Kitty leads Jackson away from me, under the table, towards her litter box...but there is a twist to this story. Jackson gets sidetracked because the pantry door is cracked open. This was about the time I realized I needed to go get the little guy.

I walk over just in time to see Jackson drop a can of Pepsi (courtesy of my dad) on the ground. It hit just right and the top blew off, and Pepsi went all over. Jackson was sitting in brown liquid.

I got paper towels and laid them out to soak up the Pepsi.

I went to grab another roll of paper towels, and when I turned around I found Jackson sucking on the wet paper towels! I immediately took them away. Then the little stinker tries to does it again!!! When I took it away again, he started wailing and throwing a tantrum as if to say, "But that was good, Mom!!"

Oh boy. My son has experienced his first taste of caffienated soda, and he liked it. A lot.

He is his father's son.