Until last year, the saddest thing of my life was that my wife Alice and I couldn't have any children. So we always  all the children in our street to our house for Christmas breakfast.

    Last year, Alice died. I was very  and decided not to invite the children for Christmas breakfast. But Kathy and Pete, my next door , asked me to join them for dinner  Christmas Eve.

    As soon as I arrived and took off my coat, Kathy asked me, “Do you have any milk at your house?”

    “Yes,” I . “If you need some, I'll go and get it right away.”

    “Oh, that's all right. Come and sit down. The kids have been  for you. Just give Peter your keys and let him do it.”

    After a happy dinner with them, I went home. When I opened my door, I found my house had been decorated by Peter! It was just as  as each Christmas before. At that moment, I wished that I could still serve the Christmas breakfast, but I had  no preparations (准备) . Early the next morning, a little boy with a bag of candies  my bell. Before I could ask him what was happening, he was joining by two of his friends. Within fifteen minuets, my house was  of children, and I had all the food I needed for the usual Christmas breakfast. I had a happy breakfast with the children again.