Room service!
Instead of making him get up, make his bed, get dressed, brush teeth, stand up straight and shape up, I indulged him. After all, we don't have anywhere to be this morning.
Did the young man desire a bowl of cereal? Or perhaps some piping hot cream of wheat?
Scrambled eggs with cheese and an English muffin!
Oh yes, that'll do nicely, thank you. And give me my book.
I did draw the line at hot chocolate in bed, but only for the very prosaic reason of there being no place to put it next to Peter's captain-style bed. But the whole morning did make me marvel at the freedom we have to enjoy these unhurried, drawn out mornings, to read for hours at our leisure, to adjust the speed of our waking to the mood and the weather, and to decide together what we want to squeeze out of the day.
Ah yes, my son had the same request this morning, but his was for fruit salad. One of the joys of home schooling!
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