A late breakfast

At some point in the past few weeks, our daughter fell in love.

With pancakes.

When she wakes up, she asks for pancakes. As we're putting her to bed each night, she asks for pancakes. At random times throughout the day, she'll put in a request for pancakes. Once, I asked her what she wanted to eat as we were headed into Chick-fil-a. The correct answer would have been chicken nuggets. Abby's answer? Pancakes.

So we figured, why not oblige her newest obsession? It's making for a fun Friday night tradition, that's for sure. And I certainly appreciate one night off from preparing a gourmet meal for the family of fish. :)

Justin, our resident pancake chef, is working hard to teach Abby the fine motor skills involved in pouring, mixing, and not losing your spoon in the batter. So far, we've managed a pretty sizable mess each Friday to go along with our big stack of pancakes. But we've turned out some pretty delicious creations in the process. I'll take apple-cinnamon pancakes over vegetables any night of the week.