Carson can point out each Starbucks in the Beaverton area.
Conversation overheard in our car today as we sat at a red light, kitty corner from a Starbucks.
Carson: Mommy, I would like an apple cider from Starbucks.
Me: Sorry honey, I'm not in the turn lane so let's wave at Starbucks as we go by.
We both wave and I shout to my shrine: I love you Starbucks!!
Carson: MOMmy, it's JUST a building!