Elliot’s eyes welled up with tears and her lip trembled . . . “we’re not going to give Mommy breakfast in bed . . . ?” This in response to me telling her we were taking Mommy to breakfast instead. The tradition is always to have breakfast in bed. So, before heading to the Fremont Diner with Lauren and Sasha, Elliot and I woke up early and brought toast and tea to our favorite girl.
And, of course, ice cream played into it too.