Mason is addicted to chocolate milk. In the 2.5 years of his life, I have never known him to drink white. I blame his father. Anyway, I’ve been trying to convince him to try white milk. Corinne is soaking up all my words and (always the people pleaser) says real big sister-like, “I LOVE white milk, Mom.” So this morning at breakfast, I asked them what they wanted to drink with their waffles. Mason of course said chocolate milk, and Corinne said white. After breakfast, Corinne said, “Jesus spoke to me in my heart and said that he likes white milk more.” There you have it! I doubt it will help me convert Mason, though. He’s pretty stuck on chocolate.