4 years, 1 month.
It is pretty much a daily conversation at our house. You say to me, “Daddy, when I’m older, I can drink coffee too.”
During the month and a half I was home from my job on furlough, which ended last week, you watched me everyday in the morning and afternoon, as I made myself instant black coffee.
Not to mention, you and brother join Mommy and me at whatever coffee shop we end up on the weekends.
I see Starbacks Frappucinos in your future. We just now let your brother start drinking the non-coffee flavors, and he’s 9 and a half.
You still have several more years, it sounds like.