I woke up way too early—my damned sinuses. After a good lavage I managed to fall back asleep until a little warm body curled up next to me and used one of its appendages to turn on the TV. That’s when I realized how hungry I was. I left the kiddo to her shows and poked around the kitchen.
I ran out of waffle mix, so I googled up a recipe and whipped up some batter. Then I put up my coffee. As a bonus, I found a pound of bacon in the fridge, so I put up some of that as well.
A short time later, the house smelled like breakfast. While MrsPal slept in, PalKid and I enjoyed a breakfast of waffles, real U.P. maple syrup, Peet’s coffee (water for her) and good company.
I need more mornings like this one.