Supply and Demand

This morning in our kitchen:

Kate: “Grandma! We’re out of milk! Da-da says we’re out of milk!”

Me: [calling out from bed] “No we’re not, honey. There’s a half-gallon lying down in the fridge.”

Mark: “Ah. Mom’s right. Here it is.”

Kate: [skipping around the house] “We’re into milk! We’re into milk!”