Sunrise on a tropical island. A soft breeze blowing through the open window. A knock at my door. Enter a white-gloved waiter with a silver tray. He silently places my breakfast on a small table beside my bed and leaves without a sound. Ahhhh! The pleasure of breakfast in bed. "What could be nicer?", I wonder as I awaken from my beautiful dream.
I realize, suddenly, that there really is someone knocking at my bedroom door. "Mommy, I brought you a surprise," my daughter says with tremendous pride in her voice. Recently turned six, she's eager to try so many new things now that she's a "big girl." Then, in she walks, with a pile of plain cheese sandwiches, stacked one on top of another, on paper plates. "I made you breakfast in bed," she says with a smile. It doesn't get any better than this. No white-gloved waiter ever prepared a meal with so much effort or so much love. Nothing I've ever eaten tasted as wonderful as that sandwich. Breakfast in bed. The ultimate pampering. What a glorious way to start any day. What a great idea for Mother's Day.
How, you might ask do you arrange that? Well the easiest way is to teach by example. Serve your kids breakfast in bed once in a while. Talk about it afterwards. How it felt. What they liked and disliked about it and how they would improve on it. (The same idea might work for a mate although sometimes children are easier to teach.) Two or three trays later, they should be able to reproduce the concept and the meal, fairly well.