So, it's my birthday and as I wake up I can hear noise down stairs. I'm assuming that the boys are working on breakfast. So, I patiently stay in bed and pretend that I'm still asleep until my cute little birthday breakfast arrives. I giggle and thank them for my breakfast. The menu included...Orange juice
Two english muffins with butter and black cherry jam
Fresh orange and apple complete with stickers
English Toffee with almonds on graham crackers from the Bryan's for Christmas.
I just stared at all the calories on the tray. (I'm a little self consious since the wii fit showed a picture of me yesterday as chubby) Well, with several kids watching, I began eating my birthday breakfast happy to share. It soon became the community breakfast as several of us began picking off the plate and sharing bites of apples.
My boys may not do things fancy or foofy. But at least they remembered me. It's going to be a good day.
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