
Hot chocolate is like morning coffee to my kids.
Instead of shots of espresso in their drink, they have some awesome.
My son laughs when I say with a wink,
"One cup of joe and a double shot of awesome comin' right up my good-man."
Then I slide a piping hot cup of hot cocoa across the counter and he laughs some more.
He thinks I'm silly. He's 5 and a half and balancing on the edge of thinking I'm wonderful and thinking I'm weird.
I'm hoping that the thinking I'm wonderful part can last a few more years,
and after that I'd be totally fine with wonderfully-weird.
Monday, November 21, 2011
Awesome.
Labels:
Being a Parent,
My Kids,
Tyler
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