During the week, my alarm goes off at 5.45 a.m. and that starts the dash to get the children and myself out the house by 7. So come Saturday I like to turn the alarm off and wake up when my body’s ready. I was peacefully dozing this morning – must have been lightly -when I woke to the sound of the front door opening at about 6.45. Yes – there was that moment of panic but then I remembered it was Valentine’s Day and that my 13-year-old son was planning a surprise, so I went back to sleep.
Next time I woke up, my son was beside my bed carrying a breakfast tray! Wow! Did I feel spoiled – tea, homemade croissants, a Cadbury’s chocolate bar – my favorite chocolate and a magazine for me to read.
All this meant:
- he’d gone to the store to buy the croissant roll dough and chocolate
- he’d used his allowance to pay for the rolls and candy
- he’d baked the rolls
- he’d gotten his Dad to drive him over
- he’d made me tea
He also told me that he had actually set my alarm for 7 a.m. so I would be awake! (I’m making a mental note to change it otherwise Monday could be disastrous.)
Guess he really took to heart the discussion we’d had after Christmas about taking more responsibility for celebrating holidays. I couldn’t have asked for a more perfect Valentine’s gift from him.