My sweet guys, big and little, made me breakfast in bed this morning. They are so good to me!
Note the random piece of toast off the plate: Once Isaac realized it was Mother's Day he got started on my breakfast while the rest of the house was still sleeping. Mike was dozing on the couch and heard the distinct sliding click of the toaster. He toasted my bread, got a plate and put on peanut butter and cinnamon sugar. He woke me with his huge grin and declared, "Happy Mother's Day, Mama! Are you gonna eat your toast? I made it!" Seriously, he's so adorable! And I love him!!!