Choose battles wisely. If there’s one thing I’ve learned in thirty years of
marriage and ten years as a father, it’s to choose my battles wisely. Since
this is a joint column with my tween daughter, Jessie, I won’t go into the
many differences between my wife, Mattie, and me. It’s safe to say, though,
that Jessie learns from two parents who often see and do things
differently.
Lots of parents’ challenges are fairly universal. “It’s time for bed.” “Do
your homework.” “At least try a bite of it.” But here’s an issue in our
family that may not be as common, “Don’t fill your cup to the very top.”
A few minutes ago, I finished washing Jessie’s Sunday dress – by hand. It
may seem a bit trivial, and probably is, but I just had my hands in laundry
detergent trying to wash a lemonade-stained dress in a tiny bathroom sink,
so I’m primed for writing.
Numerous times while dining at a fast-food restaurant, I’ve told Jessie,
“Don’t overfill your cup.” She enjoys going to the soda machine to refresh
her drink. To me the concept is easy – leave a little space at the top of
the cup. This practice allows a lid to snap on easily without liquid
trickling out, and, with or without a lid, will result in fewer spills.
Now, who doesn’t like to get their money’s worth? When eating at a buffet,
I fill my plate a few times and eat dessert even when my stomach yells to
my pants, “Hey, give me a little more space!” Heck, the meal’s the same
price, so why not enjoy it to the fullest. But how much value is there in
an inch of flavored water?
For as long as I’ve known Mattie, she’s always filled her drinks to the
very top, at home as well as at restaurants and convenience stores. It
doesn’t matter what the beverage is – water, soda, lemonade or tea. Hot,
cold or frozen, Mattie likes it full.
Kids take after their parents. This is true. But why does Jessie have to
copy her mother’s drink fill-line and not mine? Okay, enough background,
it’s time for the story that led me to wash Jessie’s dress this afternoon.
After church, the three of us ate lunch at a restaurant. Prior to leaving,
Jessie and I went to refill our cups with lemonade. Not surprisingly,
Jessie filled hers to the top. Prior to placing a plastic lid on her
full-to-the-brim cup, she slowly lifted it to her lips for a sip. Drops of
lemonade dripped down onto her dress. I grumbled, “Jessie, you’re getting
lemonade all over your pretty dress!”
Oblivious, she responded, “No, I didn’t.” I pointed to her
lemonade-sprinkled bow to prove my point.
While my family walked to the car, I complained to Mattie. “I’ve told that
girl a thousand times not to overfill her drink.” As I held the car door
for Mattie, she handed me her cup and I noticed tea swimming on top of the
lid of her over-filled cup. I’m not sure if it’s mother like daughter or
daughter like mother. Regardless, they both filled their drinks to
capacity. The whole family laughed, even a tired Dad.
Although I don’t want to waste more battles on this minor topic, as I’m
sure more pressing ones await, I would like to hear Jessie’s perspective.
I’m curious if I’m making progress or destined for a life of laundry.
Jessie, Age 10
Hi readers. Today my topic is about the proper height to fill up cups.
If we are going out to eat and we pay for a drink, shouldn’t we get our
money’s worth? I love to fill my drink to the tippy top, top. Sometimes
it spills. My dad, no way. He fills his glasses half way. Instead, I
follow my momma’s example.
For the record, I fill my drinks about 85-90 percent full – an appropriate
range. But whether our cups are half-full or overflowing, one thing is
certain ‘tween daughter and dad, I love my girl and my girl loves me.
Until next month, remember to cherish the moments. May your life be filled
with refreshing beverages that quench your thirst … but don’t stain
your clothes.
