those two items, in the hands of a toddler, should not mix!  This morning, my son did something which, in his little heart, had very sweet intentions.  he broke the elastics that i had used, rather stupidly, to “childproof” the sideboard cupboard doors… he got out one of my beautiful teacups (Old Country Roses), and went to the kitchen where he climbed up on his little wooden chair, got the FULL coffee carafe, and proceeded to pour me a cup of coffee… and pour, and pour and pour…

the cup was full and overflowing, needless to say!  and when i realized what he had done, it just wasn’t in me to punish him.  he looked up at me with his sweet little face and said “Babbie, dumdums?”  Translated, that means “Mommy, here’s a treat for you!”  I kissed his little cheek and got some milk for my coffee, and drank it.  He seemed quite satisfied with himself, and i found myself reflecting on my reaction to his little good deed.  He was being totally selfless – he found a cup that he thought was pretty and knew that i loved coffee in the morning… i am so thankful that i checked my reaction in time not to yell at him.