Froth, Anyone?

Today while feasting on croissants in the pasticerria, I saw a father spoon feeding his 2 year old his cappuccino. "What is he thinking?" I inwardly screamed. "How can he give his toddler coffee??" Then I noticed how critical that felt in my body... tense, and judgemental. "Well, " I reasoned, maybe it's not that big of a deal, it's just a spoonful..." and I looked at my own cup topped with a delicious white peak of froth. "It can't be that bad, if the Italians have been doing it for... ever..." and tentatively dug into the steamed milk and offered it to my baby. She gobbled it up and wanted more. And then I realized, she didn't get any caffeine at all. Just the best part.

And I was left with what I desparately needed- the coffee and a mini lesson in broadening my ideas of "acceptable". Sweet indeed.