Mama’s 3pm Breakfast Tray
A dream from Tuesday night, May 3rd. This was not an uncommon reality when I was young.
If it’s hard to read them, the speech bubbles say:
Mary (standing): Mommy? It’s 3 o’clock in the afternoon.
Mama (in bed): Thank ya, Angel. Just set it on the bed ‘n’ Mama’ll eat somethin in a minute.