or...Pancakes. As only a toddler could adorably call them.
Mike is adorable too, since he makes them for us every weekend. And he has gotten really good at it too! Most of you out there that know Mike, know that whatever he decides to do, he gets really darn good at it. He's awesome like that.
He is also great because he involves the kids, even though they can't help yet...even though their faces are inches away from certain death, even though they just squeak "Peyahn-keeks!" the entire time. And they all just love it. Again, he's awesome like that.
Me, I have a hard time with it because it's not efficient. Why put them up on chairs, on tippy toes, fighting over their spot, just to watch their food being made, hungry and salivating, but they can't touch it just yet? Why go through all that effort?
Because it's so dang cute.
And because he's a really, really, really good daddy.
Love you, baby. Thanks for helping me to keep it in perspective.