Love my family!

This is my first blog and I'm going to start with an amusing, well, I think it's amusing, family story.
A little bit ago I bought some frozen apple juice for our Sunday Big Breakfasts. Didn't have a proper pitcher to mix it in so I improvised and used an old, clean glass jar with a lid.
My son was in the kitchen with me the other morning and wanted to know when I was going to dump the stuff in the glass jar....
"Not until your Dad drinks it all" was my reply.
You would not have believed my sons reaction...."DRINK IT, YOU'RE GOING TO MAKE DAD DRINK IT! WHAT'S WRONG WITH YOU? ARE YOU NUTS!"
A bit surprised by this strong reaction I asked what his problem was.
"MY PROBLEM! MY PROBLEM! YOU'RE THE ONE MAKING DAD DRINK HIS OWN PEE!"
When the jar first went into the fridgie he had asked me what it was, thinking I was clever I replied "Dad's pee".
He believed me.
So my son thought I stored pee in the fridgie.
Then he thought I was going make my husband drink it.....
This is so wrong on so many levels.
Excuse me while I go mix up some more apple juice!