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Mother’s Day Breakfast

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It’s Mother’s Day, and the Monkeys have been fighting in the kitchen. The Middle Monkey is mad at The Girl Monkey because she did not wake them up before she came into give me Mother’s Day kisses. (In her defense, she tried. Both boys ran her out.) There is much banging and shouting. At one point, Monkey #1(who ironically is remaining calm) tells them both to go to their rooms because he will not have them ruining the day.
More banging. More screaming.
Then suddenly, there they are. Standing at my door. One with the plate. Another with a glass of Diet Coke.
“Happy Mother’s Day, Mommy! We love you!”
They hand me my breakfast and scurry downstairs to retrieve their own plates and return to my room where we commence to have a breakfast bed picnic.
It wasn’t fancy.
They didn’t make it from scratch.
But, I know more than anything else, it was made with love.
It was the best breakfast I have ever had.

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About Susan D.

Single mother of three. Teacher. Amateur Jewelry Designer. Singer. Hack writer. Trying to keep sane - as well as I can.

3 responses »

  1. Awww…. what sweet monkeys you have! Happy Mother’s Day!

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