Posted by peskypippi | Posted in Adolescence, Breakfast, Mothering, Mothers and Sons, Teenager, Teenagers | Posted on 03-12-2012
Tags: breakfast, family, good morning, independence, love, mother, son, teen, together
Sleepy-eyed, slow-walking, nearly-staggering.
That’s my teen son in the early morning, before school.
He mumbles good morning and greets me with a hug. I whip up breakfast. Bacon and eggs. An English muffin. Sometimes hot chocolate. Sometimes oatmeal. Sometimes fruit.
Whatever it is, he eats with enthusiasm.
My son is certainly old enough to make his own breakfast.
A pro, in fact. He has mastered scrambled eggs. And microwave burritos.
Instead, I could use this morning time to log on and get some work done. Or start a work out.
It’s our 10 minutes of together-time.
My breakfast buddy. It’s a good morning.