On Mother's Day, Mae and I both got up around 6 a.m.. I was making a beeline for the coffee maker when she asked me to please go back to bed. How could I not oblige? So back to bed I went for a few minutes.
Ten minutes later, in she came with my breakfast treat. Of course, this photo was taken after I asked if we could pretty please go back out to the kitchen. And she obliged, because her mission was complete. Breakfast in bed had been served.
Cinnamon toast (not toasted, because she wasn't confident with the settings on the toaster oven). Girl Scout cookies. Wheat Thins. A Calcium chew. And milk. All things I like.
And that's what counts.