
He would come in the house all sweaty and stand over the sink with a huge cup then fill it to the top with tap water. He would chug, pause for a breathe and do it all over again. He would do this like 3 or 4 times in one go. He’s like a damn horse. This is one of my oldest memories of him and he still does it today. It makes me so nostalgic when I see him drink water like that, and it’s also somehow comforting. I was just thinking does anyone else have these memories of their parent’s weird quirk? I wonder what mine is hahahahaha I guess I’ll ask the babies when they’re older. via /r/Parenting https://ift.tt/2PD8Wyz
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