Breakfast at home The house of the Petersons is in Silver Road. It's a nice house with a big garden and a garage. Its front door is brown and white. Today it’s Wednesday morning and the father is in the kitchen. It’s his turn to set the table. There are saucers on the table, but no cups. And where are the knives? Oh dear! Mother: “Ben and Josh, help your father. Don’t be so lazy!” Father: “Hurry up, children. It’s late. The sun is shining, so you can use your bikes today. Mary, where are the children’s lunchboxes? I can’t see them on the shelf.” Ben can see his lunchbox now. It’s under the chair. But it’s empty.