Saturday morning

Allie and I were snuggled in bed, sleeping in a bit this morning. I could hear drawers opening, silverware rattling, the sounds of life in the kitchen. I'm fine with Maddie preparing herself something to eat. It buys me a few more moments of laziness. But then she came in and whispered "mama, your breakfast is ready." I said, "really? Ok."

When I walked out my heart burst into a million pieces. True she has been itching to cook lately, but this time she prepared breakfast for us all. Setting the table, full glasses of water, silverware on napkins, and a scrambled egg and fruit breakfast with "ketchup on the side". 

Somehow I won the lottery and ended up with the sweetest little girl on earth.