"Are we having pancakes for breakfast?"
I looked up at my skinny boy, his wide grin full of teeth too big for him.
"Yes, Love. A little different today, I added blueberries."
"Oh, Boy!" I smiled, thankful for his innocent exclamation. His skinny arms came around my waist and squeezed. "Don't forget your secret ingredient, Mom! It makes everything taste so good."
I will miss these innocent days.