Coffee

Late this morning, I made Max come with me to the Starbucks because I desperately needed a coffee.  I have a headache, I told him, I need to get a coffee.

Tonite, as he desperately tried to extend the bedtime routine which included tickling him as he lay in bed, I said, I can't play anymore, I have a headache.

He fired back, You need to get a coffee at the coffee shop, Mommy.