I was drinking a beer after work, and Amelia was racing around playing. She came up to me and said, “What’s in there daddy?”, pointing to my glass. I told her that it was daddy’s beer, and she asked for a taste. I held the beer out to her and she grabbed it and got a good sip, then smacked her lips a few times, turned around to resume her activities and said as she was running away, “I like beer.”