Wonderfully slow, sleepy Saturdays. These are what dreams are made of. At least the dreams of sleep-deprived parents who do too much go, go, go and not enough stop and smell the pancakes. But today is a good day. It’s a slow-to-start, breakfast-at-10, happy-kids-and-so-much-sunshine kind of Saturday. And our hearts and tummies are very full.
A belated celebration: Chocolate chip pancakes
So yesterday was National Chocolate Cake Day, and somehow I missed the memo until mid-afternoon when it was too late and I was too busy to partake in the sugar-filled euphoria. Sad, I know. And I do so love a good holiday. Anyway, I spent the better half of yesterday thinking about cake (which is…