joe.

When I woke up this morning, this was the scene in my kitchen.

The Boy had collected most of my cups/plates/teapots and was pretending to cook.

He looked up at me with a big smile and said "Wanna cup of joe, Mom?"

I said "Excuse me?"
He took a pretend drink and said "Mmm. That's gooooooood joe."

No more TV for him today...

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