.canoe americana?

"i'm 33." tom was adamant about his age today when we got out of the van this morning. i am well aware of his age, it's his birthday for goodness sake. his statement was in response to all of the familiar cars parked on our street. a surprise to him, a relief to me. as we got the kids out of the van we could hear the excited voices coming through the open windows.

he was all golly-shucks and hugs as he walked through the house. at bill's beckoning he sat down on the sunporch and opened a large box. nothing but total surprise as he pulled out bag after bag of green coffee beans. and then the roaster.

it all started to make sense but then he opened up a box from sam and cassie and saw a steaming pitcher and espresso shot glasses. and kate gave him little spoons. accessories for an espresso machine, not a roaster.

"great!" he said. " i can bring these over to bill's house." or...

he can use his own espresso machine that bill engineered! his level of excitement was only overshadowed by his total embarassment. he couldn't (and still can't) believe that there's a roaster and an espresso machine in our home. and they're ours. for keeps.

i'm also really excited about the machines. every day, right around 3 o'clock i get a little tired and it's too late to take a nap. i'm also trying to watch the calories that i drink, so the shot of espresso will be a wonderful pick-me-up. this will be a delicious adventure. and we're both looking forward to having a lot of people over for espresso on the sunporch.

pulling the first shot.

in a sadder note, i gave tom demi cups prior to the big event. i told him it was to build his hope to one day have a machine (wink wink). but when maasen unpacked them to put them out for use one of them was broken. and come to find out he doesn't like the color. so we'll be returning them for a different set. but it was a good idea, right?