It was a hot summers day on the island of Tenerife, and Millie bless having the time of her life. It had been years since she'd had a proper summer holiday and as far as she was concerned it was going to be a summer to treasure forever...
It was Sunday, her third full day there and she was exhausted after their trip to the water park the day before. Millie and her mum, Danielle, had enjoyed every second of their perfect day out. Although they were extremely wet and cold when they returned, they were still as bubbly as ever.
Today, however, they had decided to stay at their holiday house and relax before travelling to the nearest town, a five minute drive, to watch an annual firework display.
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Millie was Sat at the table flicking through the latest edition of "We Pop", one of several magazines she had brought with her. She looked down at her watch. 9:45 am. Time for breakfast, she thought.
Danielle was still in bed. Millie knew she was awake though, as she could see light coming through the crack in the door. I'll make breakfast for a change, Millie whispered to herself. And sure enough, fifteen minutes later she had laid out two plates of scrambled egg and toast and two glasses of pineapple juice.
"Mum!!! Breakfast!!!" shouted Millie.
"Ok darling, I'm coming!!!" She shouted back.
"Morning Mum" exclaimed Millie as her mum appeared at the door in her favourite blue silk pyjamas.
"Morning Millie" Danielle replied. " Ooh this looks lovely Millie!" She added as she saw the breakfast her daughter had prepared.
"Thanks Sweetie, chef of the day!" said Danielle, rather cheerfully.
Millie could tell by the look on her mum's face that her cooking was successful.
