My first child spilled gallons of Juicy Juice over the course of his childhood. The second after I handed him a box he would squeeze it. Every. Single. Time. Juice fountains are only cool at parties, not when you are trying to leave the house and your kid drenches himself after you worked so hard to get him into that outfit in the first place.
After my son aged out of wanting a juice box every 17.5 minutes I saw a mom at a church function hand her child a juice box, but not before she flipped the tabs up on the sides of the box. I thought there was no way a toddler would be able to hold a juice box by those flimsy handles, and that little cutie proved me wrong. They say not to cry over spilled milk, but at that moment I wanted to kick myself over the small pond of juice I had wasted over the years because this bit of brilliance was unknown to me.
When my second child was old enough to give this a try, she was in occupational and physical therapy for many physical concerns, one of which was extremely poor dexterity - but she had no trouble with the little juice box handles. Give it a try and let me know what you think!
Feel free to share your parenting hacks with me at shannonmcpherson@macaronikid.com, but don't forget to include your name so we can all cheer for you!
