10 July 2026, 7.43AM

Breakfast is chill
Sitting in the still
The last whispers of night hanging on until
Daylight creeps in through the kitchen window

As Mummy and S take their rest,
We breakfast in pyjamas
Weetbix with cranberries and bananas

Just the two of us
Chewing in silence
Making faces

Precious morning moments to start the day
Wouldn’t have it any other way

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