The kids don’t have school today, so I’ve been reading my students’ stories from bed, which was already feeling luxurious. And then Kavya surprised me with breakfast in bed. A peanut butter and butter sandwich and an apple; she apologized for not bringing something to drink, but she was afraid she’d spill it. I did not tell her that I don’t like peanut butter.
I have now eaten the apple, and pulled apart the sandwich to discover that she put butter on one slice and peanut butter on the other, so I happily ate the mostly butter slice which was only faintly contaminated with peanut butter. As kid-made breakfasts in bed go, this was delightful.