You Might Be A Coffee Addict If . . .

I headed to Starbucks last week, picking up a coffee after grocery shopping.
Of course I took advantage of the drive thru window, because lugging two toddlers while holding a hot mocha just isn't fun.
I placed my order, pulled up to the window, paid and was handed my nice warm, tall peppermint mocha. Immediately after being handed my coffee, Luke piped up from the backseat.

"Whad 'ya git mom?"
"A tall . . . (pause), a tall mocha?"
"Buddy, did you just ask if I got a tall mocha?"
"Yeah."
"Yes, I did! A tall peppermint mocha."

And that my friends, is how you know you are a coffee addict. When your (just turned) three year old knows your coffee order.