So espresso cups are perfect for tiny hands. She's drinking water, in case you were wondering. She only drinks coffee out of my cup; she likes to polish off the dregs, you know, the tasty black silt leftover from a cafetiere-made coffee. Whenever I open the mug cupboard, she sees her espresso cup and wants it. "My!" she says. I fill it with water and she sits in her chair having a drink from a mug, just like Mama. But in her size. Which is, by the way, also perfect for hobbits and elvish children, in case you have those instead of a Coo.