I just about died laughing when Greg and I got home from a wedding reception last night...Brooke had decided to squeeze some orange juice for me and put it in a cup with plastic wrap on it saying,

Don't drink this :-)

Brent, knowing the story of his Uncle Scott, Uncle Brad and his Dad, decided to pour the freshly squeezed juice into another cup and hide it in the refrigerator. Poor Brooke was distraught when she saw that the juice was gone and just about broke into tears. I couldn't resist getting out a wooden spoon to chase Brent with to make Brooke feel better about the situation.