I hear little feel patterning and soft little squeaky voices whispering. My bedroom door opens and then closes. I glance at the clock, it’s 6:30 AM. Yaaaaaaawn. not getting up.
Same happens at 6:45, 7:15, 7:30.
I hear little feet going down the stairs. Lots of clangy noises from the kitchen. I hear feet coming up the stairs.
Little 7aki while going up the stairs: Buddhaaaaaa, you’re spilling the juuuuuuice!
Little Buddha: But you filled the cup too muuuuuuuuuch.
Little 7aki: Buddhaaaaaa, stop spilling the juice!
Little Buddha: But, but, you’re walking too faaaaast. Slow dowwwwwwwwwn.
I hear my door opening. I see Little 7aki carrying a tray and little Buddha carrying a cup of juice.
Little 7aki and little Buddha: Happy motheeeers daaaaay.
7aki: Awwwwww, you girls made me breakfast in Bed??? You girls are soooo sweet!
Little 7aki: Yes, we made you a turkey sandwich with cheese and butter, Buddha helped me! We put lots of butter because it tastes good.
Little Buddha beaming: And I carried the juice for you!
7aki: I love you girls sooooooo much.
I turn to whisper to Baba 7aki: Do I have to eat a turkey sandwich this early???? Hehehe.
As I take two sips from my juice little Buddha says: Can I have a taste of your juice? (gulp gulp gulp… she drank it all)
As I take a bite out of my sandwich, little 7aki and Buddha say: Can we have a taste of your sandwich? (NOM NOM NOM… they ate it all)
I ended up with no sandwich… no juice … and breadcrumbs all over my bed. HAHAHAHAHA , soooo funny!
But I did end up with the fullest heart! It was the most thoughtful thing an eight and three year old can ever do.
I love my girls.
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