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With a kid update. I was making some (coal black, could pass for tar) coffee and the boys were watching me. Dul kept asking “What are you doing? What are you making? Why are you making that?” with his normal four year old vigor. When I told him it was coffee he denied such (I’m trying a new brand). I ignored the accusation (I really can’t defend myself against such slanderous statements prior to my first caffeine of the morning) while opening the package. I closed my eyes and took a deep whiff which caused Fin to proclaim:

“It IS coffee!”