thursday evening {waffles!}

Ok so we had whole-grain waffles for dinner.

And bacon.

And smoked ham.

And scrambled eggs.

It's a great go-to meal.

Though as easy as it always seems in my brain,

it never comes out as such.

Doing waffles batch by batch means,

serving dinner, batch by batch.

At least that's how it goes in our house.

Eggs.

It takes so many blasted eggs

to feed my crew.

Isaiah (being the youngest) was the first to get waffles, hot off the press.

And second to me (because I'm a martyr),

he was the last to leave the table.

As I, the martyr, was waiting for my waffles to finally be

done, Lucy brought me some flowers she picked.

She was already done with her waffles.

That's how slow I make waffles.

At last!

My waffles were done.

Here's my ham, eggs, waffles, and me!

And as I happily ate my last-batch waffles,

K-Man washed the dishes.

I was in utter bliss.

I mentioned a while back that

I was opposed to butter because I was infatuated with

margarine.

Hahahahaha.

That is way in the past now, baby.

Butter is where it's at.

Butter, butter, butter.

Butter in the morning,

butter in noontime,

butter at suppertime.

Last piece of ham.

All mine.

Then I laid down for a nap.

It's the least I could do.

Being the martyr that I am.

So that was my Thursday evening.

I do hope yours was as delightful.