Hen makes me coffee every morning. He calls it “mommy coffee” and is the best little barista around.
He is a pro. I sit him on the counter, he grabs the coffee pod from the ceramic coffee pod holder, replaces the lid, opens the top of the keurig, hands me the used k cup to throw away, inserts the unused k cup, closes the top, and hits the little blinking Brew button.
…Then he looks at me and gives me a high five before reaching for a teaspoon to stir it up.