Slice of Life - March 17, 2015

Breakfast for dinner!

I love making my girls breakfast for dinner because: they eat it without complaint, and I can whip it up fairly quickly.  They'd eat pancakes or French toast any day of the week for any meal.  Tonight, it was eggs, sausage, and yogurt.

They act like I'm the kitchen goddess when they get eggs - don't tell them how easy it is for me to scramble an egg!  It's one of their favorite meals, causing compliments and praise to flow freely from their lips.  They act like it took me all day to make their special dinner.

Ha - isn't it ironic that the meals I actually do spend hours preparing they take one look at and wrinkle their noses at?

Breakfast for dinner reminds me of my dad.  Any time my mom was gone, leaving my dad in charge, he would make breakfast for dinner.  He made a great breakfast.  Maybe that's because it was about all he cooked.  My sister and I HATED eating breakfast for dinner.  Honestly, I can't even remember why.  I just remember wishing he'd ordered us pizza instead.

The tables have turned.  My dad cooks dinner quite often these days.  Unfortunately, we aren't able to reap the benefits all that often since he lives 1,000 miles away from us...but I do think it is funny that he's the one cooking more elaborate meals, and I'm the one serving my own kids breakfast for dinner. That's right - serving not eating - I still don't like breakfast for dinner.