Friday mornings here at my house are pancake mornings.
I look forward to them.
We get to sleep in because of late start. Everyone arose this morning on their own and left me alone while I was busy conquering my morning "get ready" routine. (That's huge) We ate pancakes, with homemade blackberry/blueberry jelly, with a little bit of whipped cream to top and an Ikea children size cup of milk (mine was dark blue).
No grumpy attitudes this morning. Owen responsibly opted out of pancakes and ate his cereal. Jaeger got his backpack ready for his read-a-thon. We even walked the boys to the back of the school.
No one better pinch me I am liking this world.








