I was all set to share some Easter pictures with you this morning, but then my kids went and did something.
So... Easter will just have to wait. I think it's okay with that.
My kids have a tiny bit of an obsession with making breakfast in bed for their parents. It's a cute obsession, and of course it's nice for the parents in this house. There is usually no occasion for the breakfast, other than they want to do a surprise, but I also have a sneaking suspicion that they love it because they get a little hot chocolate out of the deal.
They love their hot chocolate.
But who doesn't?
Before a surprise breakfast in bed, there are usually a few indicators of my approaching good fortune. Goes a little something like this:
"Mommy... you're going to get a surprise in the morning!"
"Mommy... do you think you could sleep in a little this morning?"
"Mommy... what kinds of things do you like on toast?"
Ahh... kids are cute, sweet things. I'm glad I had fifty.
Today's menu. Thanks kids... I think I'll keep you.
He'll keep you too. He probably won't want to keep me after I post this
to the world though.