I'm not sure pancakes were the right choice for breakfast this morning, considering that there were five children, ages 4.5 and under, who all wanted to be fed RIGHT NOW I'M HUNGRY RIGHT NOW WHERE IS MY FOOD????
Particularly since the only adult in the house (why yes, that was me!) was also hungry. Do you have any idea how complicated it is to cook pancakes, ("don't BURN THEM, yuck mine is all BURNED") add the requested condiments ("I want applesauce on mine, I don't want applesauce, I want syrup, I want applesauce-syrup, hahaha!") and cut up ("into pizza slices, please!") four plates of pancakes?
By the time I got all the way around the table I had burned the pancakes, and the child who started first was now clamoring for seconds. And then thirds. Oh, and Josiah didn't want pancakes, but he did quite emphatically want me. Oy vey!
I did eventually get some breakfast, too. About an hour and a half after we started. :)