Saturday morning is made for sleeping in. For me, it's about being relaxed, with cartoons on the television and the New York Times spread all over the table. If I'm lucky, I get to listen to NPR for a few minutes. And Saturday morning absolutely demands a good breakfast.
I delivered the goods this morning with pancakes and bacon and a nice big pot of hot coffee (the last was not for the boy). I even warmed up the syrup. JT loves pancakes and bacon and so he was happy. I was happy too ---- it feels good to be taking care of my boy.
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