Evan is interested when I drink coffee from Starbucks. He has seen me drink 2 in the last 3 weeks, so now he thinks he needs coffee. I got a half a cup of decaf at Costco today and he kept saying, "I want coffeeeeeee! Please!" over and over until I gave him the last ounce. That littler stinker drank it and said, "Mmm." He did the same thing with my green tea a couple of weeks ago. He wouldn't leave me alone, so I said, "Here. Have some. It's yucky and you'll be mad at me." He said, "Mmm." I have a lame little picture of Evan with my rinsed out Starbucks cup from this weekend to illustrate my story.
Mike and I each bought a bag of apples without the other one knowing it last week. I baked apple-raisin muffins on Sunday night. Evan was very helpful. He touched each one on the cooling rack so he could inform me they were, "Hot Mom." He even blew on them to cool them off.
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