coffee talk

When your Mama doesn't drink tea, what are two little cuties supposed to do? Have a *coffee* party. A stuck her hand into my mug this morning and discovered that she loved coffee. After stalking my mug for a good part of the morning, I relented. Each of them got a serving of milked-down coffee in their tea party mugs. If and when we ever get together with the Jersey Baby clan, I know what we'll be serving with snack.

These pictures crack me up. In the first one they look like two ladies chatting it up over coffee. And, A apparently inherited her coffee drinking style from me, as I'm a big fan of the dual-hand sip she's using in the second picture.
And any concerns that caffiene would hype these kids were alleviated by A falling sound asleep for her nap. E's out at The Teets getting some items for dinner tonight with Nonna. John and Pop-pop are golfing. And me? Maybe I'll get out of my PJs, take a shower and get dressed. It is almost two after all.