Even my toddler knows what an insufferable bear I can be before my morning coffee

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.