The scene: The kitchen at Chateau de Chicky. It is morning and the Mistress of the house is barely conscious. She sits at the table, listlessly flipping through the latest edition of Bark magazine while her young child sits nearby in her high chair joyfully eating copious amounts of Kix cereal and slices of ripe banana. On the counter the Mistress's morning salvation merrily perks away in the coffee maker.
The coffee maker beeps, signaling its glorious completion.
However, the Mistress does not notice, quickly succumbing to the coma that threatens to fully overtake her.
When...
The Child: Woffee! Woffee Mama! Done! Mama!!
The Mistress: (rousing) Wah? Huh? What did you say?
The Child: (pointing excitedly at the coffee maker) Woffee Mama. Woffee done!
The Child, not usually given to verbal outbursts instead preferring grunting and screaming, is very pleased with herself as she now points to the cabinet that houses the mugs.
The Child: (pointing to the cabinet) Cup Mama. (then pointing to the coffee maker) Woffee. Cup! Woffee! Mama!
The mistress is now very much awake. She thinks for a moment if she should be concerned that her child knows how important her morning cup of coffee is to the overall sanity of the home. Deciding against being concerned she instead gives her child a huge hug, savoring her child's attempts at forming sentences.
The Mistress: Have I told you today how much I love you?
The Child: (pushing her away) No! Mama stop. Woffee. Go!
The Mistress grabs a cup and pours herself a large serving of the steaming brown liquid. While taking a sip she looks lovingly at her Child over the rim of the mug. They share a knowing smile. All is as it should be and peace settles over Chateau de Chicky.
Scene.
Beautiful and true! Moe usually starts yelling and pointing if I head anywhere in the vacinity of Bakers Dozen (and occasionally, my old stop - DD) as if I NEED to stop everytime I drive by....
ReplyDeleteShe knows her momma well.
Beautiful scene. I could almost hear the soft, gauzy-music playing as it unfolded. But where's the part when you spill the steaming coffee and get 3rd degree burns??
ReplyDeleteThey're smarter than they look, these little ones.
ReplyDeleteI love those magical moments when my kids and I are in sync with each other. It's a beautiful thing, and it makes the other 97% of the time we spend together bearable.
ReplyDeleteCakes and McHotty were playing in her room one day while I slept in. When I got up, I stopped by on my way downstairs and she immediately ran to her toy teapot and poured me a coffee. That's my girl!
ReplyDeleteBoo will say "Duntin Donuts, Mama, get a coffee," every time we get in the car. Coffee habit? Me? Ya think?
ReplyDeleteYou are raising a wise, wise girl!
ReplyDeleteI wipe a tear from my eye, feeling as though you really UNDERSTAND. It is the same at the house of joy.
ReplyDeleteIt is called 'copee' here..both my kids are learning to make copee for me and know not to bug me before I drink any!
ReplyDeleteGirlfriend, you need a coffee machine with a timer. Husband sets ours every night for 5:30 am, so when I awake at 6:00, the aroma of fresh coffee is already wafting through the air.
ReplyDeleteThis weeks he's been sick, and I have forgotten to do it every. Flipping. Night. So I've had to make coffee, bleary eyed, grouchy, and fumbling at 6:00 am and then WAIT for it to brew.
Torturous. Barbarous. Uncivilized.
Hamilton Beach Brewstation programmable model. It rawks. And so does a husband who remembers to make coffee every night.
That is my kind of toddler! Very cute!
ReplyDeleteWhat a perfect way to wake up.
ReplyDeleteThis must have been one of the best moments of the day, because ye GAWDS look at that snow come down!
Think I'll make some hot chocolate...
Sniff. I think I even heard violins playing in the background...
ReplyDeleteShe'll either be an excellent barista or a marvelous coach!
ReplyDeleteThat is TOO funny. Awesome!
ReplyDeleteIt's times like that when we realize that our children are soaking up a LOT more information than we thought!
ReplyDeleteWhat a cutie pie she is.
Amen. that is adorable. the knowing.
ReplyDeleteOMG. I love it. I too cannot function with out my delicious cup of joe. I set it up to go before I go to bed and it is the first thing I head for when I pull my self (internally kicking and screaming) from out of my bed.
ReplyDeleteShannan
MommyBits.blogspot.com
sounds like a scene from our morning..
ReplyDeleteno coffee=no function.
HHAA!! So cute...and SO wise.
ReplyDeleteI'm with you, my sister from another mister, if the world runs out of coffee I'm heading to the nearest bridge. And it better be high.
Wow! Mine isn't trained like that quite yet.
ReplyDeleteLove it!
ReplyDeleteClearly a brilliantly trained child :)
Why is it my husband of 17 years could use some Baby Chicky training???
ReplyDeleteGreat post! It certainly exemplifies how in tune our kids are with us even at such a young age. What special moment. Thanks for sharing it with the rest of us :)
ReplyDeleteAhhhh, coffee! My favorite vice.
ReplyDelete"Woffee" is the best!
ahhhh how cute! My fiance looks at me the same way.
ReplyDeleteI'm adding you to my Morning Coffee because this post is brilliant! I'm so glad I found your blog! :-)
ReplyDeleteLOL! Been right there with you, minus chickybaby. My coffee machine has hot water in a resevoir so there is NO wait time! Heaven...
ReplyDeleteLOL, I love that child.
ReplyDeleteAwww, I love the first time a child figures out the power of words. Just beautiful!
ReplyDeleteVery very impressed with your baby training abilities! Wow.
ReplyDeleteMmmm, coffee. A child knows her mamma - how sweet :)
ReplyDeleteHave a great weekend!
I don't know whether to be scared for her or proud of her....
ReplyDeleteA little of both is called for, I'm sure...
a very wise baby indeed. I wish mine was trained like that...I think she still has some ways to go
ReplyDeleteBetter than Hailey telling me I need a margarita.
ReplyDeleteChicky is clearly wise for her age.
ReplyDeleteMy 2 year old knows where every Starbucks in a 10 mile radius is and becomes very alarmed if I pass one without stopping. "Stop, Mommy, STOP!" And my 14 month old alread knows how to say coffee. Does this mean I have a caffeine problem?
Woffee is vunderFuel!
ReplyDeleteYou have trained her well.
ReplyDeleteGood job!
My kid and I have "cafe" every morning together. Mine the strong stuff hers, the chocolate milk in a kiddie coffee cup!
I knew it was a bad sign when I pulled up to Dunkin' Donuts & my (then) 3 year old son yelled into the drive-thru speaker:
ReplyDeleteMEDIUM DECAF. EXTWA CWEAM. TWO SUGAW'S.
THANKS.
They do get how important coffee is at a really early age, don't they??
The Poo and Chicky Baby should get together to make us coffee.
ReplyDeleteMy girl does the same thing, only see says, "coppee, mommy! want some coppee?"
She's a genius child. Smart and cute!
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