I love mornings like this, when the kitchen’s a culinary mess, sweet-smelling steam is flickering through the small area, wafting upstairs as it calls to my kids to hurry and make their beds. Many pans popping and sizzling with the waffler quietly handling its business behind me.
I furiously scramble while the eggs scramble, the bacon hisses, the hash browns brown, as my coffee wakes me up, warms my belly, and makes last night’s rest issues yesterday’s problem.
Today will be a good day.
Never miss a thing! Subscribe today for all kinds of crazy parenting fun!
