An exasperating morning.
- I slept badly.
- The chimney people called to say they’re late but will be here "sometime today."
- Boobaby is removing, one by one, every single cornflake from her bowl and placing each on her lap.
- We’re already in the second outfit of the day and working on three.
- The house is a mess and a playdate is heading over.
Losing patience, I say, with just a little too much edge in my voice, "Don’t throw your cranberries on the floor, you’re making daddy do even more work."
Boobaby’s response?
"Daddy drink coffee."
Baby’s got my number, huh?
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Yeeeeaaah. Is it wrong that The Poo recognizes the half-n-half container and shrieks “coffeeeee!” whenever she sees it?
Hope your day improved!
We usually call it “coffee-yuck” to make sure she knows how bad it really is. We use that term for chocolate, too, but I think she’s catching on that it might not be so yuck after all…
Yeah, better day. Playdate arrived and all thoughts of housework went out of my head… I *live* for playdates!
Dd.
Every once in awhile I try to switch to something a little bit more healthful, like green tea. That lasts for maybe a couple of days. Then I’m back, seduced by the richness and the power of the dark bean.
Yes, I bow to the coffee gods every morning. What, oh, what would we do without it?
(By the way, I love your weirdest google searches list, especially the “stupid thing a girl friend doo.”)
Baby gives good advice.
Before baby, once a month I would go a weekend without coffee, just to clean out my system and renew the power of caffeine. Today? Forget it. The caffeine must flow or daddy will have “a little too much edge in my voice.”
I think you’re the only one who noticed that particular euphemism! I think you know what I meant, huh?
Smart girl! A few weeks ago my six year old said,”Mom, how about you let me watch some tv so you can have some alone time?”
Smart, smart kids.
Did you take her up on it?
Dd.
Smart girl.
And I’m willing to bet she got you to smile.
Oh, yeah…. but that’s nothing new!
Yup, my coffeemaker is programmed to go off at 5 a.m. — just to make sure it’s ready for whenever B wakes up. I’ll never forget the two days I ran out of the stuff. I now have four bags in the freezer.
I’m hoping “coffee” is B’s first word, actually.
She has totally got you figured out.
Smart Kid.
Whenever my son Enzo sees a cup, he says, “That’s mama’s coffee”- no matter what the contents are inside!