One morning right on my birthday, both my son asked me not to get out of bed. I stayed in bed and smell the scrambled eggs and bacon from the kitchen. I immediately thought, they're definitely going to make me breakfast and bring it to the breakfast room.
Finally, my son called me to come down to the kitchen. And when I fell, I saw they were sitting pretty at the table. In front of them each have a plate of scrambled eggs and bacon are large. By happy I hugged them and said, "Thank you boy, you've buatin Mama breakfast."
And my son quickly replied, "Ohhh ... not so Ma, as a surprise for Mom, today we cooked our own breakfast!"
