Blake woke us up with breakfast in bed this morning.
He made breakfast burritos with a side of cereal straws and glass of milk. Yum. Well... I don't care for the cereal straws... and I hate milk... but other than that, and the fact that the burrito was cold......
and the fact that ...
it was FIVE THIRTY IN THE MORNING!!!!!!
It was a great breakfast.
He first came in and woke me up with "Mom, can I turn on a light?" and I mumbled, "Why?" and he said (in a very proud tone), "Because I made you guys breakfast in bed."
Oh the joys of boys.