July 26, 2007

Breakfast at the Computer

I’ve never really been a “breakfast in bed” kinda guy. I don’t want to eat in bed, and I don’t like to hang around in bed unless I’m tired or sick. However, my wife and I have been treated to breakfast in bed by the kids on occasion.

One would wake up to clanging and loud whispering echoing up the stairs. Chairs moving so that little people could get to high things. The word “oops!” And, usually, an admonition or two from our oldest daughter to our youngest daughter. “M!”

Maggie and I would wait uneasily to find out what the product of all the noise would be, and what the kids had planned for us. Eventually, the girls would make it up the stairs and come into the room. In their arms would be large bowls — mixing bowls. “We made you breakfast in bed!”

Very thoughtful — a bowl filled with one of my favorite cereals (from the cupboard). Approximately 3 servings of cereal. Enough milk for about 4 servings. Thus the need for a very large bowl. The children, beaming at us, jumping excitedly at the accomplishment.

“Thank you so much! I love this cereal! Um, where’s my spoon?”

A deflated voice replies, “It’s way down low.”

Today, Maggie was getting the girls ready to leave for an early appointment. I was flopped in front of the computer trying to absorb the morning’s news while my brain fully activated itself.

Just before she left, my wife thoughtfully came through the office door and presented me with one of the smaller mixing bowls (we tend to run out of the cereal bowls quickly at our house) containing a reasonable serving of cereal, and a non-submerged spoon! Breakfast at the computer! It’s the little moments of thoughtfulness that really make your day.

Maggie presented me with the mixing bowl: “Here, do you want this? I made it for M, but she won’t eat out of this bowl.”

Illusion shattered, I still enjoyed the cereal.

Posted by James at July 26, 2007 9:03 AM
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I wouldn't presume to bring you breakfast.

We were late for piano, so I put the cereal in that bowl because it has high sides, thinking M would eat it in the car.

Of course, as soon as she got in the car and I'd already given you the cereal, she said, "I want the cereal!" I told her that I learned to drag myself out of bed in time for breakfast by missing breakfast a few times, and she'd learn to get up early enough to eat breakfast. She wasn't happy, but she didn't throw a further tantrum.

She just ate a ham sandwich.

Posted by: Maggie at July 26, 2007 10:41 AM

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