You know that sound you make when you’re sipping a hot cup of good coffee?
Well, Johnny was making that noise in the bathtub tonight. Apparently his older sister’s tea set had found its way into the tub and he was making good use of it, filling the pot with warm, gray soapy water, then pouring it daintily into the little cups. He was sipping it like a pro before I told him to quit.
“Wansome?” he said, offering me my own pretty little cup.
“No thanks, son. I’ll just pretend.”