Abigail is my sweet oldest of my crew, and she is my go-to girl for coffee breaks. I can ask her to make me a cup of coffee and it’s perfect every single time! This afternoon I asked if she might make me a cup, and it came… in a baby bottle.
“Mom, the cups are all dirty- sorry, this is what we have.”
Okay, so what- Im drinking coffee out of an open baby bottle? What’s it to ‘ya?
In comes my 5 yr old daughter, the tender-hearted human she is.
“Um… mom, what’s that?”
“It’s my coffee.” I reply. She leaves and promptly returns… with a bottle nipple.
“Here mom, this goes to that.”
“Thanks. I think.”