A Cozy Memory for Father's Day

Photo Credit:  Chris Campbell

In honor of Father's Day, I thought I'd reminisce a little.

I attribute my love of coffee to my dad.

I have a memory of being very little, probably no older than three, sitting on the couch with my dad. This was before my brothers were born and it was just me, so the house is quite.

It's a Saturday morning, we have just finished eating breafast.  It was probably pancakes and sausage.

 We are watching The Three Stooges reruns. He's drinking coffee and I ask for a sip.

He hands me his mug and drink. I like it :)

When he's almost done, he lets me have the rest. It's probably only a couple tablespoons, but it makes me feel  grown up.

My mom is in the kitchen cleaning up breakfast and I hear her running water and clanking dishes.

The sun streaked in behind us and feels warm. My pajamas are comfy and I am happy.

It is a cozy memory.

Happy Father’s Day, Dad!