By the time Mommy picks me up from school and brings me home, I’m pretty thirst and hungry. And when I’m hungry I am not in the best of moods. I get a bit fussy and needy. Which is to my disadvantage because by needing to be carried I make it more difficult for Mommy to get my dinner ready, so I delay my own mealtime, which upsets me. I know that I should be more patient, but I’m a baby, and we can be quite demanding and unreasonable at times.
At least I can quench my thirst right away.