Today I'd brewed a pot of coffee and poured one cup, and was sitting on the couch reading the news and drinking it. Mr F wandered away from where he was playing the piano and into the kitchen and by the time I realized it he was at the coffee pot, pouring the rest of it out.
I wiped up the bit of mess and said "Well I guess you won today," as he wandered out of the kitchen.
I came out and sat back down on the couch and said to Mr Bunches "I get only the one cup of coffee today," and he said:
"You are a lucky man, Dad."