"I made bacon and eggs, with some pancakes and waffles too," I replied.

"I love pancakes! Thanks, Mommy!" Mason called out as he sat.

He grinned when he saw the pancakes and bacon in front of him, his eyes crinkled with joy.

"Go on!" I encouraged.

"Yessss!" Mason exclaimed, biting into the pancake and savoring its soft, delicious flavor.

It tickled me to see him with syrup on his mouth and I dabbed the corners of his mouth with a napkin. I spoke softly, "By the way, I want to discuss something with you."

"What is it, Mommy?" asked Mason.

"Remember when you told your daddy you wanted to go...