Evie has a new dirty little habit. The funny thing about it,
is that it’s all my fault. I had to give up my evening hot cocoa thanks to
Barrett’s esophagus. So, now if I want to enjoy that luxury, I must drink it in
the morning. I don’t drink it every morning, but perhaps three days a week (if
I’m lucky). Evie became curious. She wanted to know what it was and it was only
a matter of time before she wanted to try it. Trying it once was all it took.
The girl is hooked. After I drink the top half of the mug, she sits by me and
waits for her ‘cool’ sips. Then, I happily give her the last inch to drink all
on her own. That little stinker can’t get enough cocoa and it’s as cute as can
be when she drinks the those final dregs of slurpy cocoa sludge at the bottom.
Don’t you think she’s cute with her cocoa-stache?
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