Someone once said, “Tomorrow is a new day with no mistakes in it, yet.”
(Anne of Green Gables, to be exact)
And something about breakfast with a cute little crew of people illustrates that so well…gathered around the table all sleepy eyed and hungry, mostly fresh with a little bit of crank pot thrown in to liven things up. It’s like a sweet reunion after a good night’s sleep, and every now and then if I’m awake enough to think about it, I snap a few shots because I love it so much.
Mostly our breakfasts are simple and quick, and usually during the week I try to read from the Psalms, Proverbs, or the Gospel Story Bible we are working our way through. And lately, with the nearness of summer, our breakfasts have migrated to the living room where the kids remain tucked under blankets and just scoot themselves over to the coffee table, barely awake enough to ask for a glass of milk.
Even then, these first moments in the morning are special and meaningful, and I do believe they are my favorite of the day, minus the occasional kid that woke up on the wrong side of the bed (those are decidedly not my favorite moments of the day).
When my brother and sister in law come to town with my precious nieces and adorable 2 year old nephew, we just squish everyone around our kitchen table and let the noise and laughs and toddler talk abound. It’s not unusual to hear words like “poop” and “bottom” and other silly things when you have a toddler at the table, right? And of course when all the littles start giggling it just eggs him on more. Until, of course, his daddy gently reaches across the table and speaks a few parental words.
While I continue snapping photos. Because it’s just cute and I can.
(I must admit I laugh at potty talk and toot jokes too. I’m still kind of immature when it comes to those things.)
Do you enjoy your breakfast time with your family? Or is it something you dread? I think maybe I used to dread it a little because for a mom it usually means the start of work that doesn’t stop, and the end to the quiet of the night.
But maybe you can find a few extra minutes to enjoy it a bit more, and delight in the freshness of a new day and the childish noises that come forth. These moments are quicker than lightning–before you know it, they’re gone.
“The steadfast love of the LORD never ceases; His mercies never come to an end;
They are new every morning; Great is Your faithfulness.”