This morning we had the walk-through for Quinlynne's recital. We had to be up & at the Tulsa PAC by 8:40. Kinda early for a Saturday in my opinion. Nevertheless, on the way home Quinlynne told me she wanted pancakes. I told her we could do that at home and she was good with that. So, once we get home I got the pancake mix, milk & eggs out and started the process. Quinlynne asked me what I was doing. I told her I was making her pancakes. She said "But Momma, you don't make pancakes like that. You make them in the microwave (while pointing up at the microwave)." I felt like SUCH the horrible mother. My daughter really thinks pancakes are supposed to be taken from the freezer and "cooked" in the microwave. Am I a totally terrible mother, or what??
(By the way- she gobbled down two of my "different" kind of pancakes in nothing-flat.)
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So dang funny!! It's a big deal in my house when I actually pull out the waffle iron instead of the box of Eggos.
i'm no mother. but i for one like to hear mothers talk about their kids. thank for making me laugh.
Brenda's mom...Was her recital on Saturday? We went to the Neil girls' recital at 8 Saturday night. It was a lot of fun!
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