I was on the phone with Melanie, sitting in a rocking chair, when Eva ran in with wide eyes and a flushed face.
"Mama! I dropped my sippy outside! I dropped my blue sippy outside!"
What in the world could she be talking about? We were upstairs, clearly with no entrances to the outside. I got up and followed her to her room...to her window. She had popped her screen off and thrown her sippy down on the driveway.
My mind did a Minority Report thing and fastforwarded through the mental images of what could have happened if she had leaned further out that window. I shuddered, and banned her from all window associations for the rest of her life.
She is now grounded from her window. I am keeping it locked shut no matter the temperature for the rest of the summer. I'm thanking my guardian angels that it was only a sippy cup that went out that window.