One morning this week while Alan was gone to Florida, I let Anaya and Seth snuggle into our bed with me and chatter away. (Not like I could stop the chatter.) Cuddling in our big bed must have reminded Anaya of when Alan brought me breakfast in bed on Mother's Day.
"Mommy," she announced, "today is Children's Day." She giggled in glee. "You know what that is? That means that you have to get up and make breakfast for Sethie and me, and bring it to us here in your bed."