So my two year old loves coffee. It baffles me. But this is also the kid that likes to eat soap (Irish Spring is his favorite) … and the first thing he says every morning is “Vitamin C please”.
The other day I had to take a phone call. It was right in the midst of our bedtime routine… but I had been waiting for this particular call and it was important. He was fresh out of the bath. Clean, cozy pj’s… you know the epitome of bedtime perfection.
I gave him a banana and sat him at the table.
The call was short. 5 minutes max.
I admit I can get engrossed in a phone call. I was on the wall phone (aka not the cordless). I was leaning on the kitchen counter, face into the wall. My back was to my son.
I hung up the phone and turned around. OMG!
My son had pushed his chair up to the counter, taken the coffee grinder and dumped the grinds. He had dipped his banana into the grinds. And between eating the banana and licking the counter he was also driving his car through the grinds. I said (in horror), “what are you doing”??
He was bouncing. Up and down. He said, “eating yummy coffee dirt”. He didn’t sleep well. Either did I.
brillant.