Coffee Milk and Other Grownup Things
I let my almost 3-year-old drink coffee. There, I said it. It’s only a treat, but I still do it. I drink my coffee light and sweet – just the way she likes it, too. So sometimes we have “coffee” together in the morning. Especially the rare mornings that little brother goes back to bed to snag a bit of extra sleep and I drink my coffee while she watches Curious George or Special Agent Oso or we can sit in the backyard and relax(or I relax and they play in the dirt.) I have my mug, she brings me her cup of milk and we add a teaspoon of my sweet coffee to hers and we call it “Coffee Milk.” She stifles exuberant giggles that she can barely control and smiles and just gets that sweet spark in her eye that says, “I feel SO grownup and cool right now!,” milk mustache and all.
Speaking of grownup…
1. If you’re a mom and you’re reading this, you need to read this post. It made me smile so big and wide this morning.
2. 4 Years, 2 Kids, 2 apartments, a move across the country, a stint in my parents’ basement, 1 New House, and more than our fair share of various jobs later…I think you might have had us rolling on the floor laughing if you had told us on our wedding day 4 years ago that this is where we’d be today. This weekend is our big date – we’re even leaving the kiddos with the in-laws for a sleepover for the first time and we have big plans. A museum trip, a movie, dinner at our favorite restaurant and some time to just hang out and relax without kids! Tonight’s dinner is going to include lettuce grown in our own garden – I can’t lie, I have no idea what else it will include, but I’m really excited about the lettuce:)
Happy Anniversary, John!