siena dictates for cat named pig

I’m not sure why, but I thought I’d have a little Bourbon after work Wednesday night (probably because we’ve been watching Mad Men online the last couple weeks). Anyway, 45 minutes later I was still working on it as we sat down for dinner. And…scene:

Siena: Daddy, why are you drinking our apple juice?
Matt: It’s not apple juice, sweety, it’s Bourbon. I guess it kind of looks like apple juice, doesn’t it?
Siena: Yeah.
Matt: You can maybe have some when you’re older.

We had dinner, and we were singing or dancing in the living room or something else fun. Siena and my drink glasses were still on the table, each with a little left. I’m sitting on the couch as Siena walks toward the table…continue scene:

Siena: (reaching for my glass and dumping it in her own) I’ll just finish your apple juice.
Matt: (jumping off couch and stumbling to the table) NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! I really had Bourbon, sweety. You can’t drink it.
Siena: I really thought it was apple juice. I guess you can finish my drink, daddy.

As bad as it could have been, the apple juice admittedly helped me finish the last couple swallows.