She even tried to make breakfast for my wife and me.
She made her way in at the side window and makes breakfast.
And after being up all night, he had made breakfast.
We got up at seven, and I made breakfast every morning.
My husband gets up earlier and makes his own breakfast.
Together they went down into the kitchen and made breakfast.
Then, early one morning in the spring, mother's voice came to me before I'd even started making breakfast.
We must first understand that making breakfast is a process.
She made Joe his breakfast and saw him off to work.
"I can't remember the last time someone made me breakfast."
