So, last year there was a small stand in our neighbourhood, a couple of very young men were there. I walked by on my way back from my walk and asked how much and one little man said $2, I said okay I'll have one. He goes to get a cup and realizes he doesn't have anymore disposable ones, so he runs into the house and comes back out with cups and mom happens to come out with him.

I start talking with mom about their vegetable garden. He's trying to get the plastic cups seperated and is having a hard time (those red plastic cups). Finally, he gets the cups apart and starts to pour the lemonade, well he's a small guy and the pitcher is a tad heavy and he's struggling to slow the flow and ends up filling it up so much that it spills over. He says, oh sorry! I said no worries little man and then mom says to him (name) that's too full how's he supposed to carry that and as soon as she said that he leans towards the cup and takes a big sip (enough that it's much lower now) and mom yells noooo (name) you can't do that that's his drink. I couldn't help myslef, I started laughing so hard because I totally understood he was solving the problem of a full cup.

It was the most innocent and efficient solution to a problem that it was hard not to love it. Mom was very apologetic and said I had no issues taking the cup, as I found his response lovingly pure and hilarious at the same time and so I grabbed the cup and walked home. I couldn't stop giggling to myself all the way home, it actually made my day.