Perched on her mum's knee,bit off a piece of chocolate and handed the rest back to her.Laughing,her mum ate it from her hand."baby of the house " her aunt said "you are the only one permitted to be spoiled"
waking up was always promising,seeing her mum on her knees was such an assurance of safety in the Lord. grateful to God for blessing her with such a fervent praying mother.How does she do it,she wondered to herself.
Getting up to say her prayers and going to the little lady's room and returning to see her bed neatly laid with as usual a touch of love was the best moment of her day.In the distance she could hear her soft hums and whistles as her mother did her usual chores and o! yes the aroma of breakfast in the air was all so divine....
Having a caterer as a mum was the best thing ever as she always had a variety of delicacies to offer.
Knowing that no one would be allowed to have breakfast she quickly tended to her own share of the household chores,like a speed of lightening she was done and with a big grin was at the kitchen door waiting her turn to be served breakfast.........
