I may have some good dad traits, but - you can ask Amy or the kids - splurging isn't one of them. But when it's 90+ degrees and I've schlepped the kids across town to Aaron's baseball practice (an ordeal made longer by a long delay on the subway after which we gave up, got out, and walked the rest of the way to our bus stop), a very large strawberry smoothie is in order. Conveniently, our transfer from bus to subway on the way home took us a block away from a Cosi. Sure, we got home a little later than usual and I'm five dollars lighter in the pocket, but I think this was a good move. Two smiley faces (and a couple of sips for me, too) suggested so.