Juiced

Jonah was sitting on the kitchen floor with several juice boxes and was happily removing the straws from each one. I took them away from him and told him that it wasn't juice time. I then left him alone to do a few chores. A few minutes later he came up to me and said, "Here you go." He handed me an empty juice box. He had managed to get one off of the shelf I put them on, insert the straw and drink all of the contents without spilling a drop. He was very proud of himself, although I don't know if he was proud that he did it by himself or that he did it despite me.