Every weekend, I always try to rise early to cook breakfast for the family. The help can do it. But I want my kids to feel more special, I want them to know that I like to serve them whenever I can 'coz I want them to feel how much I care for them. I want them to feel that they are special to us.
Sometimes I feel sorry whenever my kids ask if I have to go to work the next day or can I bring or fetch them to school. I get sad whenever I hear them say that, more so when I see sadness that they try to mask whenever I tell them that I have to go.
The kids wake up early on weekends, maybe our presence makes them more charged up. So last week I tried to make an omellete for breakfast. And after breaking the shell of the first egg I was surprised when I saw two egg yolks!