Saturday morning I was woken up by the sound of the fire alarm and the smell of burnt eggs. Colton was such a sweetheart and wanted to bring Dave and I breakfast in bed.
He had oj, eggs and a poptart. It was his first attempt at cooking on the stovetop, but when they got a little too done, Dad stepped in and taught him a few things about cooking eggs.
It was a great effort and we still enjoyed a great breakfast. Thanks Colt!
2 comments:
Funny story. It's the thought that counts, right? He's a sweet kid. I hope my kids will do such sweet things. What's your secret? :)
awesome. colton is so sweet
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