It was a communal breakfast, where we all ate cereal and waffles with fruit from the same bowls and plate, respectively. Messy but creative, and there was even a Valentine's note:
And then I went back to bed for an hour.
Monday, March 2, 2009
Valentine's Day
The custom of Carissa making breakfast has really caught on... which is great. It means I get to wake up to a piping hot bowl of oatmeal. (Or better yet, I say I'm not hungry and get to sleep in an extra hour on weekend mornings.) But on Valentine's Day, when Sophia woke me up at 7:30 to see Carissa's special breakfast, all I could do was smile and grab my phone.
It was a communal breakfast, where we all ate cereal and waffles with fruit from the same bowls and plate, respectively. Messy but creative, and there was even a Valentine's note:
And then I went back to bed for an hour.
It was a communal breakfast, where we all ate cereal and waffles with fruit from the same bowls and plate, respectively. Messy but creative, and there was even a Valentine's note:
And then I went back to bed for an hour.
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