Tonight on the way home, Nathan and I stopped at the grocery store. For anyone that takes a 2-year-old shopping, you understand how fast you must shop in order to keep the store in the best condition it can be, and with the least amount of temper tantrums or screaming. We finally make it to the checkout (the store was super busy tonight), and of course, I leave Nathan in the cart on the other side of the checkout stand, right behind the cashier. It is usually the safest place, and I don't have to wrestle him while I'm paying for groceries. I look up from my purse to see Nathan look down at the counter and see the cashier's beverage. He leans forward, and in my horror (and through my desperate shouts, of "Nathan! No! Nathan! No! Stop!!!), takes a sip directly from the straw. The guy that was checking our groceries started laughing and told me it wasn't any big deal - he needed to fill it up again anyway. I was mortified. Luckily, the guy was pretty easy-going! Kids have no shame!