My wife and I went with the kids to IHOP Saturday morning for breakfast. The food and service were horrible, but as a highlight we found out that my son likes coffee. He kept pointing at my cup and saying "Dada, want some please"..."Dada, want some please". Finally I relented and said "You're not going to like it" and let him have some on a spoon. After making a face, he jumped up and down and whispered in my ear "More dada. Want more please".
And another generation of addict is born.
I am shocked that Heather let you give your son coffee!