Well, I am a lover of coffee. Lattes, caps (extra dry), espresso straight, African-Indonesian-South American Roasts, Peets, Starbucks (a bit beneath me) and of course frapps,iced and you name it. I own a cool stainless steel machine and have been known to have a professional barista at parties! Well, I roped my intern Zach to help once. But, anyway, you get the picture.
On the way to school in the daily carpool, my 8-year-old son asked to taste my iced-quad-shot-sugarfree caramel latte. And….he loved it. Yikes. I am passing on my coffee addiction to my son.
The other note about the carpool this morning is that my daughter started Jr. High this week and is going nuts about it. She used to give me a real kiss. Today it was an "air" kiss. I’ll take that. But, my oh my how time flies. Soon she will think I am very uncool and ask me to drop her off down the street. Well, probably not, but you get the picture.