Six o’clock the usual morning lineup
Try to find a coffee cup that’s clean
Answer adoring messages fans write up
Put some dishes away, then it’s like 7:15
Music from “Tangled” to help with your day
Sung to the tune of “When will my Life Begin?” from “Tangled”.
Six o’clock the usual morning lineup Try to find a coffee cup that’s clean Answer adoring messages fans write up Put some dishes away, then it’s like 7:15
And so, I’ll knock on doors Or maybe two or three It’s time to get up, kids Now, days are ruined, see? I’ll make their breakfast And they won’t eat what they see Just wonder when did this life begin?
After drop-offs it’s laundry and cleaning Take out the trash. Some music for the stress Grocery shopping and more music streaming
Then I’ll take clean clothes to rooms. Oh my God! What a mess!
And then I’ll write some words If I have time to spare Bring dirty dishes down I’m sure there’s room somewhere Bring dirty laundry down And clean clothes up the stair On their beds where they’ve always been. And I’ll keep washin’, foldin’, Luggin’, and wonderin’ When did this life begin?
And then tonight The kids will disappear Just like they do every night each year And it is nice That time when they go Now that It’s quiet I might just Thought you’d know
We all have our morning routines. If you’re like me, your routine includes a cup of coffee. Coffee helps me face the day and the challenges that come with it. It helps me wake up and I like to have something nice to drink when I am writing, reading, and/or editing.
I make coffee first thing in the morning. I am usually the first one up, but sometimes, The Oppressed or The Boy will be up waiting for me. The Boy, bless his heart sometimes takes a slight interest in something I am doing. If I am going to have a beer, he likes to open it for me. If I am going to pour it into a glass, he likes to pour it for me. It’s not a difficult task and he enjoys doing it, so I will let him.
The Boy has recently been up when I get up. This recent development is due to coffee. He doesn’t want to drink it. He wants to help me make it. By “help”, I mean he wants to make it. Himself. With no help from me.
The Boy makes sure he is up when I am up because, if I waited for him to get up at his normal time and make the coffee, I would be waiting for almost an hour for him. Plus, there’s the issue of his deciding what he wants for breakfast (that takes at least 20 minutes), getting ready for school (another 10-15 minutes), and finding his way to the car for the ride to school.
The Process of Making Coffee
We start with the filter. I put the filter in and get the tin of coffee for the boy. The boy scoops the coffee out of the tin. I count for him. He admonishes me. He’s counting, not me. He doesn’t want any help.
On one of his first mornings of making coffee, I made him upset. Why, you ask? I wasn’t sure he could handle making it from the sink to the coffee machine with a pot full of water. I thought I was doing The Boy a favor by pouring the water into the machine for him. This was no favor and The Boy made sure I knew this. He wanted to do it all by himself, including pouring the water.
I’m only his father. What do I know? It’s not like I’ve been making coffee for 30 years.
The next day, he was up and ready to make coffee for me and Wife. He scooped the coffee into the machine. I got a cup out of the cabinet for him. He asked me what this was for. I told him it was to pour the water into the machine. Like an idiot, I thought it would be easier for him to use a smaller cup and make multiple trips between the sink and the coffee machine.
He told me no and reminded me about the coffee pot that comes with the machine. He was going to take the pot, fill it with water and pour it into the machine. Again, the boy is strong, but he is also a boy. I explain to him that it would be easier if he used the smaller cup and made more than one trip, but I’m only his father. What do I know? It’s not like I’ve been making coffee for 30 years.
We’re able to reach a compromise. The boy will use the pot and he will also use a stepstool. I put the stool down for him. He promptly picks it up and puts it back down. He’s doing it all himself.
The Process of Moving Coffee
Coffee scooped, water poured, machine turned on. Now the boy can have breakfast. He has breakfast while the coffee brews. The coffee is done. He hurries to the cabinet to get a cup for Wife. The boy proudly pours his mother a cup of coffee and is ready to bring it upstairs to her.
Along the way, he must deal with the dog, the gate that closes off the stairs, and the stairs, which can be tricky for a boy holding a cup of coffee. I offer to hold the cup of coffee for him while he opens the gate, but no. He doesn’t need my help. He’s doing this all by himself. As a parent, I’m not exactly thrilled with the idea of my son holding a hot cup of coffee while he walks across the house and up the stairs. He has thought of this, though. He uses a towel to protect his hands as he makes his way through said house and stairs.
He makes it upstairs and into the bedroom. He proudly presents his mother with a cup of coffee that he made all by himself. No help from his father at all. Wife thanks him and begins to enjoy her coffee. I go back to my reading and writing as I sip on my coffee poured from a pot that he made all by himself.
Follow my page on Facebook for updates and more pearls of parenting wisdom.