Sippy’s Cup
The day started as any other. Wake up and get the baby ready for the day. Get ready for work. The baby was not in their crib. I heard them giggling over the baby monitor right before I walked in so I knew they were in the room.
“Sippy?” I looked in their crib in case my brain was malfunctioning so early in the morning. They weren’t there. “Sippy?” I heard the giggling again. This time I could pi...