So, my son makes coffee for me sometimes. And this is no ordinary coffee. This is strong, french-pressed coffee with heated and frothed milk. This is practically a latte!
I got the idea for having him make me coffee when I visited his school for an observation and one of the students served me a little cup of coffee on a tray with a tiny pitcher of cream and a spoon to stir. Later, when I asked Alexander if he ever made coffee for visitors, he told me that Teacher Teri hadn't shown him how to do that yet.
Well, I thought, I can teach him how to make coffee. So, I did.
He's quite proud of the coffee he makes for me, and it's just as good as when I make it for myself.
Yup. I'm a lucky mama.
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