Joshua texted me from Acapulco the other day - "take the kids out for hot chocolate, and tell them that I love them" Gasp! their very own drinks? That's kind of a big deal in this sharing-obsessed,
An accordion player/singer made an appearance soon after we sat down and started our read-aloud.
He planted himself behind us and and sang his heart out. So we put down our book, gave him our rapt attention, and slipped him a generous tip (important elements of cordial musician/photographer interaction)
I'm not totally sure,
but . . .
I'm pretty sure my Starbucks is way cooler than your Starbucks