What's better than breakfast in bed on the weekend? That same breakfast planned and organised by your sweet five year old in his flannel pyjamas. He greeted me with a lovely menu that he'd created himself. I had been forewarned that it was coming so grabbed my camera (he's done it before but I've never bothered to get photos).
I ordered coofe, warter, eggs and toast. I asked why the "wheat biskits" had a picture of a strawberry, did it mean I could have strawberries? He told me there was a picture of a strawberry on the side of the box.
After I'd eaten (delicious food cooked by B), #1 came back to visit and rescued me from a stay eyelash on my cheek. It was so totally sweet and gorgeous. This was the day before the grumpies started.
In our family we blow an eyelash away and make a wish.