You wake up when I am getting my second cup of coffee and we have coffee together. Yours is about two ounces of coffee, two sugar cubes, some of your mom's adulterated creamer - and water.
But it is our morning coffee.
Yesterday morning I had to leave before you even got up.
When I got home you told me,
"I missed our morning coffee, daddy."
Writing this waiting for you to wake up so we can have our time.
Love,
Dad
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| Your tastes have changed - now you like coffee - but in the "purple cup." |
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| Early this morning coffee - |
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| Adds water to the coffee |
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| Ah - nothing like some coffee with daddy in the purple cup |
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| We have had coffee for a long time together |
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