I need something to lick

A while back I took J into a liquor store with me (gasp!) while we were out 

running a few errands. I wasn't actually sure if that was even 

legal, but the woman in front of me did it too.

When in Rome.

So there we are scanning the wine section for the cheapest bottle of 

moscato I can find and he pipes up: "Mama, I need something to lick."

Me: "Excuse me, what? Gross."

J: "I need something to lick. Aren't we in a liquor store?"

Me: "Why yes, yes we are."

For now, I think we will stick to licking ice cream cones.

Hope this made you laugh today.

Still makes me laugh.

I need something to lick...