Every morning, Lucas wakes up around 8 something, I let him sit on my laps, and shares my breakfast when I groom up myself in front of the beauty parlor.
He then eats a piece of bread with satisfaction, with a light grin across his chubby face, playing the stuff on my desk, then watching the news on TV, and smiles to those pretty anchors because he thinks the girls are talking to him.
This is the happy moment for me every morning. The drive for me to face everyday challenge.
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