"Mama, I'm going to make a milk shake," my seven-year-old son said.
"Okay," I said. I couldn't wait to see how he'd make one. I sat back and watched.
First he got out a can of Reddiwip. He sprayed a generous amount into a tall glass. Then he put in a little ice water followed by some ice cubes.
"Ta-da! Here'e the milk shake!"
"Are you seriously going to drink that?"
"Yeah. Can you get me a straw?"
I pulled out a nice one with blue stripes. He stuck it in the concoction and slurped it up.
Nothing like a glass of Reddiwip and ice!