365 Days of Thankfulness: Breakfast Made By Little Hands

 It has been few Sundays already that my little girl prepares breakfast for us. 

It started when one Sunday, she woke up to find us still in bed. I was already awake that time and just lying down for a little longer. She went out of our room and soon I heard shuffling in our kitchen. I called her. She came rushing back and told me to just stay in bed because she is preparing a surprise (with matching surprise expression in her eyes).

Few minutes later, she fetched us and guided us to the dining table with our eyes closed. And then shouted “surprise!”, she prepared each of us one slice of bread covered in Nutella and salted peanut butter - just how we preferred our sandwich.

She’s been doing it up to now with the blindfolding and all, and we acting surprise still for the nutella/peanut butter spread she prepared for us every time. Our hearts are melting.

She is only 5 years old and there are times that I am just in awe of how she can already do things on her own. 

Today, again, I am thankful of not having to wake up earlier than I do like some other days because someone so thoughtful had lovingly prepared our breakfast.

Here’s a snap of my breakfast today. Just don’t mind the mess on the bread knife’s handle and on the plate’s edges. After all, this was prepared by my little girl's tiny hands.