The Breakfast Club
Because eating alone sucks.
It’s funny how everyone in the family has a specific seat to sit at the kitchen table. We didn’t hold a family meeting about where to sit and it was just an organic thing that developed over time.
She has her spot, and mine is right beside her because that’s the way it’s always been. I’m on the left and she’s to my right.
The first sentence she ever said to me was “Daddy Sit Down” one morning as she patted the chair with her pudgy little handd
It’s been that way ever since. Our breakfast routine starts with me feeding the dog and making coffee while she flumps herself into the closest chair or sofa with a blanket hiding from the day that’s about to start.
Once she’s awake we play the 20 questions about what she wants for breakfast. Sometimes she gets what she wants, and sometimes due to the schoolbus arriving sooner than we would like - It’s Dad’s Choice for breakfast.
But whatever the difficulty level is of actually getting to the breakfast table and some food in front of her - the request is the same every day:
“Sit with Me”, she tells me.
I tell her as soon as I get my coffee I’ll be there and then with coffee in hand I sit down beside her and we talk. We talk about whatever topic she wants it to be about. Today, it was about a bright pink remote control car that she saw and hopes Santa brings.
She told me that her friend Carson has one and then when she gets hers she can race him and also did you know they turn by jumping in the air?
“I sure hope Santa brings me one”, she tells me.
“We will have to see”, I tell her as she slurps up the last bit of french toast I made for her.
Breakfast is over and now it’s time to scramble and get dressed and ready for the bus, so “Go!”, I tell her as I scoop up the dishes and place them in the sink.
She skips up the stairs to get dressed and one more morning of sitting beside each other sharing hopes and dreams and stories and laughs are over for another day.
We have our own little breakfast club, the child and I. It wasn’t planned, but it’s the routine now and it’s one of the few clubs I want to be a member of.
Same time and place tomorrow,
TH and Co.