Saturday was my birthday, and I was woke up in possibly the best way any dad could hope... breakfast in bed served by two adorable smiling kiddos.  Eggs, fresh baked cinnamon rolls, and a nice cup of steaming hot coffee...

carried by my 5 year old.  And as he went to place it on the breakfast tray, well, it didn't quite make it.  Next thing you know, I'm up, stripping the bed, grabbing a bowl of detergent water, and dabbing up the fresh spill on the hand wash only mattress pad.  Sure food got cold, and it wasn't what was planned or expected, but hey, life is never perfect.  The 2 best kiddos in the world just did something extra special for me, and added that extra touch to lock it in as a memory.

After.