Saturday, April 26, 2008

Better Than Saturday Morning Cartoons.

Breakfast as a family on Saturday mornings - that's our thing. We call it our Big Breakfast. The menu varies between pancakes, waffles, and french toast. This morning, we had chocolate chip and blueberry pancakes (separate batches), scrambled eggs, and fruit. Everyone has their favorite choice, but no one complains about what is served because I don't think what is on the menu that morning is what we all care about. It's being together when we start our day. After a long week of Dad having to leave every morning, we all enjoy sitting down and just being together.

What I love about it is that it is something we all work together on. There is an excitement in the air that I can't explain as the kids help me get everything ready. Notice the berry arrangement. Tate and Ellie spent some serious time on that display. Oh, and the basketball napkins - I hear this is the latest craze in all the big magazines. Very haute couture!

Tate exclaimed that my breakfast tastes just like IHOP! At first, I was taken aback and a little offended. Then, I remembered that the statement came from a ten year old. That made it quite a compliment and I was very flattered.

This morning was the first Saturday we have been able to do this in a while. Someone said it takes 3 weeks to get back in the groove after a 1 week vacation. Boy, were they right! It seems like we have not slowed down since we got home - and I am feeling it. I think that made our open calendar today even more precious to me this morning.

The rest of the day was spent doing things around the house that we haven't had time to work on. I have had many people asking about Tony's arm and how he is feeling. Thank you. He is slowly recovering and is using his arm more. Today, he built a birdhouse with the kids for their science class. It's a little late, but building a birdhouse with one arm can be challenging. I guess I'll give him a break.

1 comment:

Tony said...

Two birdhouses, fixed the sprinklers, hauled five big bags of manure and it's one separated shoulder, one severely bruised and pulled hamstring and one sprang wrist on the good arm. Just want to make sure I get the right amount of sympathy from your friends.

Love you...