On the weekends we like to go someplace special for breakfast. Lucky for us, we never have to wait for a table, the service & the food are always excellent, & we never have any trouble getting served in our jammies. Where do we go? It's a little place we like to call Daddy's Restaurant.
You & I sit on stools at the breakfast bar & chat while we watch Daddy cook. On any given weekend, he makes pancakes or waffles or french toast or egg sandwiches. The food is always amazing, the company is even better, & we pay for our meals in hugs & kisses. It's the best.
I think when you're older, eating at Daddy's restaurant is going to be among some of my favorite memories.
I love you so,