Pumpin’ Fruit Punch! Blastin’ Berry! Awesome Orange!
The brightly colored packages practically jump off the shelves and demand our attention as we walk through the grocery store.
“Look mama, it says berry! It’s juice!” Nicholas helpfully informs me.
Poor little guy hasn’t learned about marketing yet. So, I explain to him that the liquid inside the pouch decorated with frolicking fruit really isn’t juice. It’s more like juice’s delinquent cousin who breaks his toys and blames it on the neighbor’s kids.
