When it comes to a drinking cup, Ash is obnoxiously particular. When asked to get her a glass of ice water, she doesn’t want the drink in an actual glass. She prefers that I grab the oversized, plastic, double walled Tervis with the fishes on it. Or the one with the anchor, and bruises from the dishwasher.
Not only do we have 71 cups in a household of tw…
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