I don't like milk. I've had too many bad experiences with sour milk. Have you ever smelled a carton of sour milk? Let me tell ya, not a good idea. It has scarred me for life. The only time I drink milk is when I have cereal, oreos, or my mom forces me to drink it at home. I will only drink milk at home on one condition, if I can revert back to my childish ways and blow bubbles in it. For some reason my mom always has straws, so no worries, I've never had a problem doing it. Who ever said playing with your food/drink was a bad idea? Not me! I love it! Mentally, blowing bubbles helps me drink it easier. Maybe because its more non-threatening. I don't really know, but it just makes me laugh. Blowing bubbles is such a great stress reliever. You can't do it for long without at least cracking a smile. And if your younger brother/sister is sitting next to you, it just becomes a big ol' bubble blowing party. Even though my mom chastises us each time, it's so worth it!
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