Another day another breakfast to make. Somedays it is just cereal and milk. Or peanut butter bread. Maybe yogurt and a breakfast bar. Rarely oatmeal (unlike the past seven years of my life on Mondays) because the girls are calling a boycott on oatmeal. Man! I had such high hopes for their love of a filling healthy bellyfull. At least once a week of eggs, but I am reminded that "Daddy makes the best eggs!", and so I bow to his chefness. So, I pulled out the not so quick breakfast and made some homemade waffles. Yes,friends the made from scratch kind. No bisquick. No shaker bottle. The flour, milk, egg, vanilla, kind of waffles. Oh, and a lot of love. That is what Stephanie said when she was basking in her waffle eating time.
"Thanks Mom, for making these fabulous waffles that had some love stirred in!"
It was worth it and now we have about 12 in the freezer for the next time. Yes, to most of you this does not seem like a blog-worthy moment, but if you could have heard the umms, and ahhhs and seen the sparkle in their eyes, you would be sharing the love too. Guess we wont be buying the "leggo my eggos" for a while.
Our weekend was fun. Igor the movie did not get but 1 1/2 stars from Steve, but he and the girls had fun. I went and painted a ceramic plate with all my sweet friends and then finished off the evening with some "bang bang shrimp" from BoneFish. Whew. I have been known to say that I love that dish. My girls get jealous. Crazy. It was a great girls night out!
Florida Gators won. Bucs won. High level of testosterone in my house...I love a winning football season.