by Rasheda Jackson
Earlier today, I was picking up the children's toys in the living room. When I turned around, Richie was walking toward me with my coffee cup filled with coffee. He had the sweetest smile on his face. To be honest, I had forgotten that I had made myself a cup of coffee, as I often do. It was barely warm so he didn't get burned, thankfully, and he carefully brought it to me without spilling it. He wanted me to sit down and drink the coffee.
My initial thought was to tell him not to touch Mommy's cup of coffee again because he could get burned, but my 3-year-old son wanted me to take a break and enjoy my cup of coffee. And that's just what I did.My initial thought was to tell him not to touch Mommy's cup of coffee again because he could get burned, but my 3-year-old son wanted me to take a break and enjoy my cup of coffee. And that's just what I did.
The lesson could wait.
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