Peter had a friend sleep over last night. Because Grace is incapable of remembering to turn off her alarm, the oh-so-lovely strains of High School Musical II woke 3 of the 4 of us up at 6:30 am (yeah, not only does she not turn her alarm off, she also doesn't wake up to it when it does go off...).
Anyway, the boys apparently were bright-eyed and bushy-tailed; I could hear them talking (once I turned of the blaring high schoolers), so I promptly shut my door and ignored them. I periodically heard my door open as Peter peeked in to see if I was awake, finally at 8 I took pity on them and got up!
The boys wanted pancakes for breakfast, so I made up a batch, and cooked a bunch for them (with chocolate chips, of course). The rest of the batch I made plain; I love chocolate, but not for breakfast.
I didn't just want plain old maple syrup, though.
I had a bunch of bananas that were getting a little ripe, so I took one of those, sauteed it with some butter, cinnamon, vanilla and nutmeg, plus a healthy dollop of whiskey (yes, I see the contradiction in not wanting chocolate, but being just fine with whiskey for breakfast!). The bananas got all nice and soft and warm and yummy! I dumped them over my pancakes, and poof! A yummy breakfast!
I can hear Kathy cringing now, though....
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