Schatz (with a slight whine in her voice): I neeeeed a driiiink.
Me: What would you like to drink?
Schatz: Strawberry milk.
I go into the kitchen and I start to prepare her cup of milk. As I reach for the milk, Schatz throws herself at the open fridge.
Schatz (the whine now at full throttle): Not that one. Thiiiiis one. (pointing at the pitcher of Crystal Light Raspberry Tea)
Me: I thought you said you wanted Strawberry milk.
Schatz pauses, laughs, and without a trace of whine in her voice says: Oh, yeah. Sorry. I forgot.