Chug-a-lug

I grew up with six brothers, so someone chugging out of the milk bottle was not an uncommon sight. Since my marriage, I have tried to re-humanize myself and have not drunk from the milk jug for many years. I have never seen my husband chug either. So with this in mind you will understand my surprise when I saw my two-year-old son chug like a pro this morning.

He was helping me set out breakfast by getting out all the cereal boxes. I told him we were having pancakes because there wasn't any milk. He told me that there was milk and opened the fridge. He pulled out the gallon that had about a fourth of a cup of milk left in it. He showed it to me, looked at the bottle, back at me... and then removed the lid, threw his head back and chugged. He glanced up at me to see if he was in trouble. I was standing there with my mouth open. (Not knowing whether to laugh or grab the camera first. I wish I had a picture to show you!) After a moments hesitation, he broke into a huge smile and said, "Yum!"

Does this kind of thing come ingrained with little boys... kind of like everything from sticks to spoons turns into a sword or gun when they get a hold of them?