There is no denying that Ben's favorite thing in the whole world is JUICE. It is his top priority. He can say it perfectly, sign it, and maybe even spell it. If we are reading a book and a picture of a cup or really anything holding liquid pops up, he is reminded that he needs juice right then and there and thus the reading session is over, as he will say juice over and over and over again. Now mind you we don't give him that much juice, probably 3-4 ounces a day, but we do dilute it pretty good with water. Ben sees us get out a sippy cup and fill it with 3/4 water at the fridge and then top it off with juice. Regardless, Ben believes that juice comes straight from the fridge water dispenser, so he is always trying to reach his cup up there for a refill. At first I thought he wanted more water, but a hefty nose turning to that notion made me realize that he believes the big metal box in our kitchen to be a giant juice dispenser (which I guess in some senses it is). Well it was a happy day when Ben realized that he could push a kitchen chair up to the "juice dispenser" to get his refills whenever he desires. Let's just say that we had a lot of water and ice on the floor that day. We have since learned our lesson, and Ben is now back to the drawing board on how to get juice whenever he so desires. I'll wonder how he'll feel when he realizes we've been jipping him by watering his precious juice down. Oh well....