Don't cry over spilled milk

We get our milk and eggs from Sam's wonderfully ambitious brother who has a milk cow and chickens.  I love the fresh milk and eggs.  I had 2 gallons in lovely glass jars sitting on the floor of the passenger seat where they would be safe.  I picked up Sam at the grocery store...his hands are full of 5 bags full of veggies, bread and ice cream.  One of the jars is leaning against the door.  Sam opens the door and out spills the milk...Sam catches it with his knee and the door.  I dive across the seat and grab the milk jar.  But before i can pull the jar to safety, the lid falls off and one gallon of fresh milk spills all over the parking lot.  I did manage to save the jar... and I didn't know whether to laugh or cry.  So I cracked up laughing.  I am still sprawled across the seats and Jaydee yells, I want to see, I want to see! 

So moral of the story...don't cry over spilled milk.