Coffee and Beer

It's funny, I wasn't a big coffee or alcohol drinker for the vast majority of my adult life.  I liked both but caffeinated coffee made me super jittery and I was such a light weight that one drink nearly put me over the edge.  This all changed right around the time Benjamin came along.  The kid literally was up every 2 hours for roughly his first two years of life and I was beyond tired.
As soon as I was done nursing I started in on coffee and didn't look back.  It no longer made me jittery but got me through the long mornings and afternoons with young children.  Now I'm clearly addicted as I can't go a day without it or I will get a headache.  I can't remember which came first the alcohol or the coffee but right around the same time I had a beer while we were out to eat.  The kids were very young and anyone who remembers what going out to eat with two young kids was like, it was anything but relaxing.  I remember thinking after drinking the beer that all those small annoying things the kids do were not so annoying.  And... in came the alcohol. Thankfully not every day like coffee but a beer a couple of times a week while I was making dinner became pretty normal.
Funny enough, Marty has never really drank either either.  Before I met him he didn't even drink hot drinks.  He said he had burnt his tongue too many times and just didn't like hot drinks.  He eventually got into tea and sometimes a mocha.  He very occasionally would have a beer but often would get a migraine the next day - not really making it worth it.  He didn't love the taste of beer nor coffee but something about being here in Germany has changed all that.
It started with the beer.  Most restaurants here do not give free water.  We always ask for tap water and sometimes they will bring it but more times than not you have to buy water which happens to be more expensive that a coke or a beer.  So we both figured if we have to buy a beverage it might as well be a beer.  Now he enjoys beer much more than I ever thought he would.
And then while we were in Stockholm at the amazing breakfast buffet he decided he wanted to try to make himself a mocha.  He made himself one each morning we were there and now he is hooked.  I've had to double the amount of coffee I brew each morning.
Coffee and beer.  Who would have thought he would grow to love.. well, love might be too strong a word, but really like both. Cheers!!