The Only Thing Better...

than a fresh cup of coffee is one made by someone else. Now that my husband is on night shift, we are operating on totally opposite schedules. So imagine my surprise this morning when I woke to fresh coffee handed to me by a very handsome guy. And even better since he gave me an extra few minutes to sleep before giving me that wonderful treat. I am so glad that I married someone that not only understands my caffeine habit, but also supports it. And after 5 years of marriage, I think that some of it has rubbed off on him too.

Unfortunately, I think my love of coffee has also passed on to my almost 2 year old little girl. I can probably trace it to the ice lattes that I drank when i was pregnant, or the many that I drank while nursing, but her favorite drink in the world is now iced lattes. Most of the time, I'm able to hold her off until i can get her a decaf one, but she has been caught sneaking sips off my full powered drinks enough times for me to realize that my little princess does have a problem. And when Daddy is in charge, he is almost powerless to say no to her big eyes when she comes begging. He has gotten better at saying no after the day she conned him out of his whole drink and then refused to sleep until later that night. That was a valuable lesson learned the hard way!

"And a Latté for My Mommy"

My mother in law came to visit and we decided to take a trip to the beautiful Peaks of Otter. We were hoping to spot some deer and ended up with a surprise around the lake-tons of frogs, most of them still with their tadpole tails. We saw a couple of deer, but they were way across the lake, and then I spotted a snake wriggling into its hole. After a failed attempt to sneak up to a large black bird, we stopped in the gift store to look around and then headed for a surprise lunch for the kids at McDonalds. But as soon as we turned on the road to leave, we spotted a deer about four feet from the car on the passenger side. We stopped and gawked for a few minutes and then another deer approached the driver side. So Elijah and Arabella each had a close look at a deer and we considered the day a success.

Our next stop was to McDonalds for lunch and the kids were thrilled that they were getting a special treat for lunch. Unfortunately, the poor worker probably had a hard time hearing our actual order with my son repeating, quite loudly, "and a latté for my mommy, please..." My conflicting thoughts...."What a great son that he'd be more concerned about my coffee than his lunch" followed quickly by "Am I really that bad when I don't have it?"