The coffee shop

We dropped Logan off at school this morning, so I promised Callum we could go to the coffee shop (aka Starbucks) after. He quickly devoured a chocolate milk, morning bun (huge cinnamon roll) and a butter croissant.

And then asked me to get another chocolate milk, which I did. The barista was shocked when I came back up to the counter.

He wants another one?

Yep. Growing kid. (I figure it's no use going into why he really eats this much)

I also keep thinking this must be a great primer for the teen years. ;-)