Pancake Night

For some reason, Wednesdays are usually Pancake Night at our house. This evolved for a variety of reasons. First, the kids REALLY love the pancakes and always eat a big helping (unlike many other dinners I fix!). Secondly, it's a really cheap meal. Third, it's fast...which is important on Wednesday night, because Scott blows in at 6:30, we hop in the car, and we're off to church.

The boys love to help and are developing their kitchen skills as they read the recipe, measure and stir. They are learning the difference between a teaspoon and a tablespoon, how to crack eggs without getting shells in the batter, level measuring of dry ingredients, etc.

Yesterday, Seth couldn't wait to get in the kitchen and help me. But we usually have our big house cleanup right before we get started, and things were especially messy last night. Seth, in his excitement, had left plenty undone. So I had to remind him again and again, and each time he went into hysterics. Finally, he was stretched out on the dining room floor picking up cards, histrionics in full gear, going on about how he would NEVER get finished, etc. Somehow, he made it through. Finally everyone stuffed themselves with pancakes again--except for me (I've had enough pancakes for quite a while!). I had some Lightening McQueen car soup that Blane had wanted at the store, but refused when we got it home. Not too bad, but not gourmet stuff.