Apparently, this was the morning of my scheduled intervention. My eldest son sat me down (while I was sipping on my third cup of joe) and educated me about caffeine and the ill effects it has. He told me that he was concerned that I have become too reliant on coffee, and that he worries about my health. He informed me that I will have to drink more and more coffee to achieved the desired effects because my body will build up a tolerance. At that point I excused myself to brew another cup as I heard my coffee maker prime, "no ships* Sherlock," I said because he won't take it personally, and because, well...No. Shit. Sherlock.
*"Holy Ships!" is a quote from the movie El Dorado, when my oldest was 2-3 he repeated it at every opportunity. It is still a favorite substitution around our house for less appropriate words today.
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