10:39am. Loud clomping on stairs. Aidan is awake. Yeah, summer vacation.
Joe: Aidan, what do you want for breakfast?
Aidan: French Toast sticks and coffee. And I'm serious about the coffee. And I want it hot.
Me, giving him a quizzical look.
Aidan: What? There's no law about drinking coffee.
Touché
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