22 March 2009

Breakfast in bed

Today was Mother's Day, so you brought me breakfast in bed.

You chose:

cornflakes
toast and marmalade
a croissant
orange juice
lots of coffee

It was a pretty good combination.

The heart in the sand came later on at Low Newton, where we watched Eldred retrieving his lobster pot on a surfboard. There were two inside, and you chanted "lobster lobster lobster" all the way home.

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