I awoke this morning to the sound of cupboard doors and clanking crystal. Per the scheming I heard last night from the bunk beds above, I knew the boys were making me a special breakfast.
Emet's little voice calls in...."Mama! We're not ready for you to come out yet". Two minutes pass. "We're not ready for you yet. Don't come out!" Another minute. "Don't come out until we tell you!" Seconds later. "OK, Mama. We're ready for you!"
Entering the kitchen, I hear little feet hopping around the corner and into their chairs in the dining room.
"Welcome to Caleb and Emet's Special Restaurant!" Caleb invites. "You did this for us, so we wanted to do it for you!" I was told exactly where to sit.
Before me was such a special site: The table set with crystal wine glasses filled with unstirred chocolate milk, a plate, and a fork. On each plate was an apple and a box of raisins. In the middle of the table was a plate of the leftover (and quite stale) rosemary bread from last night's dinner and a tub of Smart Balance spread. Next to that was a bowl with a packet of Smarties Sweet Tarts. The look of pride on their faces was absolutely priceless.
I must say, my stomach is growling a bit, but my heart is so very full. Thank you, sweet boys. You are such a blessing to your Mama.
As for you, brothers, do not grow weary in doing good. 2 Thessalonians 3:13
That's very sweet. Thanks for sharing.
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