it's in the blood

I'm carrying a baby in my left arm, a baby in my right arm, and a (cooled down) americano in my left hand. As I'm leaning down to set Lydia into her high chair I notice Tessa in my other arm lapping up the drips of coffee on the lid of my cup like a little puppy.

*note: please don't be alarmed by my juggling act of coffee and kids. Really, I would have left the coffee in the car except then my two year old would have drank it down before I got back out there-- another coffee lover! As it is, he found my cup and eagerly sipped out the last drops.