On top of that, I don't think the owner is particularly fond of kids, so I feel like I already have one strike against me every time I bring Tyler with me to the window, especially when he repeatedly asks for a sucker. In my attempt to please the Coffee Nazi today, I bought a bag of dum-dum lollipops at Target, so that Tyler would not have to ask for one at the window. Then when it was my turn, I asked for a 20 oz hot honey vanilla latte. The owner rolled his eyes and asked, "Two Shots?". Yes, I squeaked. Then he let out a heavy breath, took a tone and asked, "Whole Milk, 2%.....?". I crossed my fingers and replied, Skim Milk. Yikes, that was close. It hasn't happened yet, but I swear one day he'll shout, "No coffee for you....NEXT!!".
The weather has been around 50 degrees lately, making it hard for Tyler's poor little marigold seeds to sprout. But they've got the best seat in the house, the windowsill in my scrapbooking room. After 10 days, he has 4 teeny-tiny little sprouts.
