I was awakened this morning by the lilting voices of my lovely wife and my darling son. They were talking; she was still in the bed with me. Slowly, I realized they were talking to me. So I started to listen to the meaning of their words. Seems they were trying to make me aware that R had made breakfast in bed for us both, and that I was to wake up and eat.
Wow.
Just....Wow.
Absolutely I resisted the urge to get suspicious. R's not the 'butter-you-up' type. If he made breakfast for us, it was because he wanted to demonstrate his love and appreciation. That's more like how he's wired. A lovely, lovely gift.
Thank you, son. Thank you.
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