Look how she is lovingly looking at that Kool-Aid.
I think she wants to be a Kool-Aid chef when she grows up. Because lately she wants to make Kool-Aid every-single-day!
At one point we had one pitcher in the fridge and two on the counter because there was no room in the fridge.
But with the way the girl makes her Kool-Aid--no one else should drink it. So, if the Kool-Aid was on the counter it's kind of a warning not to drink it.
She loves to stir it, but her hands and hair make it into the pitcher. And then she started lapping it up like a dog.

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