Yesterday morning I woke up around the same time Née was leaving for work. She dumped a hungry Elli into our bed and kissed me goodbye. I was still a bit tired, but Elli didn't care. All she wanted was some food in her stomach.
So I got out of bed and started the morning ritual of getting a bib (for Elli), putting her into her highchair, warming up her milk, etc, when I noticed Née had left me a special treat. I glanced in the fridge and saw a plate and a note staring at me.
Boy, was I excited! I quickly fed Ellianah and set her down to play on the ground, and started cooking myself breakfast. It was delicious. I usually have Weetbix and milk each day (with a bit of honey), but today was an exception.
YUM! Thanks Née I love you! The lesson for today, boys and girls, the fastest way to my heart is through my stomach!
Except I would prefer it cooked for em and served in bed with a milo and possibly a cuddle (depends on the person in question).