Lady Bliss Bomb's life of leisure

It was not even 9am when I was finishing off a report yesterday and suddenly, I felt a little hand on my leg.

Looking down, I locked eyes with a concerned looking LGBB, who cocked her head on one side and stated earnestly, "I nee'a coffee."

What? Mummy needs a coffee? I asked, assuming I'd misunderstood.
No, I was corrected firmly by the LGBB. "I need coffee."

Get this kid to the café. STAT.