ask rowan, she knows what's up.

this morning i was having a cup of hot chocolate in one of tim's big starbucks coffee cups, i have never had regular brewed coffee and never plan on it. rowan walks up...

rowan: mommy, why are you drinking boy coffee?
me: come again? what is boy coffee?
rowan: that! (points to cup)
me: if this is boy coffee, what does girl coffee look like then?
rowan: girl coffee is at starbucks and boy coffee is at the house.

of course! that makes total sense.