This post is in honor of my dear Jen Crawford, who I know will get a kick out of it:
I'm dunking my instant coffee bag up and down, up and down, while Carrie is eating her homemade pizza pieces. She points, I tell her "it's my coffee." She does a fake cough with her mouth full of pizza, to which I say "no" and then she points to my coffee again. "It's my coffee" I tell her and she fake coughs again, to which I tell her, "no, stop it, I mean it. This is my...ohhhhhhh, this is my 'hot drink!'"
Sometimes I am amazed at just HOW slow of a learner I am....*siiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiigh*
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