...is alive and well.
Brooklyn and I had a very fun morning together a few weeks ago. McKenna was at preschool and Josiah and Daddy were at home sleeping.
Mommy needed a coffee fix and the barista offered Brooklyn her own "coffee". It consisted of a shot of whipped cream with red sprinkles on top.
Now, Brooklyn asks for her own coffee everytime I make a trip to Starbucks.
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