Friday, July 25, 2008
Breakfast (and Life) is Good
Jesse got up early and made us fry jacks with refried beans and fried eggs for brecky today. It's a breakfast he learned in Belize and it's pretty yummy. Fry jacks are basically rounds of yeast-less bread dough that are deep fried, sort of like a flattened, sugar-free doughnut.
"Hhmmm," Jesse said as he surveyed the breakfast feast, "No wonder my skin was so bad while I was in Belize!"
Once in a while, though, it sure is worth it.
Question: How nice is it to have a son who likes to make breakfast for the fam?
This week I've been sorely tempted to think about all the things we won't be able to do this summer before the boys return to California. I've felt myself wanting to focus on the way time speeds by and the fact that their departure date seems to propel itself forward toward us as if it burns jet fuel.
It's a poor way to think.
I woke up today to the smell of breakfast cooking.
Now I need to wake up to the joy of savoring these simple moments.