Cereal and a Hug

My daughter lazily walked into the kitchen this morning while I was getting cereal, and exclaimed “Daddy!”, surprised I was there, as I’m usually gone to work when she gets up. She ran into my arms asking “What are you doing, Daddy?” So I got cereal for both of us and we ate at the table, wondering how blue the milk would get from the dried blueberries in the bowl.