“I want your coffee!!!”
Tempe is a total coffee thief - don’t leave a cup down, or it must have been for her. When I drive through Starbucks, I swear, I hear from the back of the car ”I want a skinny, tall, caramel latte with whipped cream!”
Me: “That’s not skinny, Tempe.”
Tempe: “Yes it is! Whipped cream never counts for calories!!”
Yeah, I wish the world worked like how Tempe thinks…
Boy, corgis and their coffee, right? My little Eowyn would fly to the moon just to get a sip. I guess she picked up...