The Short Kid’s been getting up a little earlier in the morning lately. Even more than his big brother or any other kid I’ve known, he’s ruled by the light and not by the clock. This means he’s up during my caffeine power-up hour and we had this conversation yesterday morning…
Him: I know you like coffee, Mom, but this coffee gods thing you’re doing is weird.
Me: What are you talking about?
Him: Before you pour the coffee in the cup, you raise it up in the air like a salute to the coffee gods. It’s weird.
I’m not exactly at my best early in the morning, so I blew him off with the whatever look. Then this morning, I went into the kitchen to pour a cup of coffee and, as I always do, I held the coffee pot up to the light so I could look through the bottom and see if there were grounds floating around. Then I poured my coffee.
The Short Kid just shook his head and walked away.