On Saturday morning I realized I had strep throat.
So we piled into the car and headed to the local Urgent Care. And after a rapid strep test, it was confirmed. I definitely had strep throat.
I also had a fever so I came home and took a 3 hour nap. I never take naps so I think it worried the kids because later that afternoon when I got up from my nap, the kids told me they were going to make me breakfast in bed the next morning.
I told them that would be great and chuckled to myself at the thought of them dragging their father out of bed to help make me breakfast. Because every other weekend morning the kids are dragging me out of bed.
So imagine my surprise at 6:30 this morning when Peter and Sarah came giggling into my room. They proudly presented me with a bowl full of Kashi cereal. In addition to pouring the cereal and the milk, they had tossed in a handful of blueberries and they even cut up strawberries.
Through blurry, sleep-filled eyes I surveyed my breakfast in bed and decided that it was the best breakfast I had ever had.
Apparently Peter woke up and remembered his promise of breakfast in bed and got Sarah up and they both went into the kitchen to prepare it together. I think the part that makes me the happiest is that they did this together.
My breakfast in bed.
How lucky am I?