Was there ever a luckier mom? I must admit, I LOVE breakfast in bed. Growing up it always seemed like the ULTIMATE luxury. So maybe I unwittingly over-encouraged this tradition in my own family. For the past week and a half I have been treated to breakfast in bed almost every single morning! The first few times it was a total surprise - Matthew would wake up early, get all dressed by himself, sneak out to the kitchen and make me breakfast, which he would then present to me on a tray (which he climbs onto the counter and moves stuff off the fridge to get!). After a while, though, I started getting up earlier, but now he just tells me - oh so casually - "Mom, if you're still tired, go ahead and get back in bed!" Like I can resist that! Then 5 minutes later, SURPRISE! I finally started taking pictures of my gourmet meals so I can always remember them. Here are a few of the latest:
Yes, there is usually a treat with the breakfast (which Nicole snitches off the plate while Matthew yells at her to "stop eating Mommy's food!") He also makes it VERY clear that I am not allowed to eat the candy till after I eat the healthy stuff!
Despite feeling sometimes slightly nauseated at what is presented on my plate, how do you say "no" to this cute little face who just LOVES doing something nice for me when he sits there watching me, saying, "Eat, mom, eat!"
Yes, that is grated cheese next to leftover corn bread and raisins. Bubble gum next to the chocolate milk.
How can I say "no" to THIS every morning? (actually, seriously, how do I stop this? I am running out of excuses to not finish my "breakfasts"!)
Yes, there is usually a treat with the breakfast (which Nicole snitches off the plate while Matthew yells at her to "stop eating Mommy's food!") He also makes it VERY clear that I am not allowed to eat the candy till after I eat the healthy stuff!
Despite feeling sometimes slightly nauseated at what is presented on my plate, how do you say "no" to this cute little face who just LOVES doing something nice for me when he sits there watching me, saying, "Eat, mom, eat!"
Yes, that is grated cheese next to leftover corn bread and raisins. Bubble gum next to the chocolate milk.
How can I say "no" to THIS every morning? (actually, seriously, how do I stop this? I am running out of excuses to not finish my "breakfasts"!)
