Anyone who knows me knows I love coffee. I am down for coffee anytime of the day. Iced, hot, grandmas special brew. It doesn’t matter to me I love it all.
The first thing I do in the morning is start the coffee pot. It’s a very well known fact in my household that mom can’t mom untill shes had coffee. Anyway you get the point. So this morning was well…shit for lack of a better word.
The baby peed through his diaper my daughter woke up especially needy. Needless to say the coffee pot didn’t get started right away. So I’m cranky, I’m tired, and I’m uncaffeinated. My daughter then proceeds to ask me to play a game.
How dare she right? I mean I’m stompimg around the house like godzilla, and she wants to play a game. How could I possibly look like I want to ride a unicorn to Nana’s right now? I snapped at her I really did. I didn’t yell or anything, but when I said no I really didnt have my mom face on. I did feel bad I really did , it wasn’t her fault after all.
Before I could apologize all the expreasion left her face. She looked me dead in the eye, and she said
” geeeze someone didnt have their coffee this morning”