Two buttermilk pancakes, smothered in blueberries, butter, syrup, and whipped cream.
This was the breakfast consumed (inhaled) by each of the boys this morning at IHOP. They were practically finished before I could salt and pepper my eggs.
And when their plates were cleaned of every last bit of syrup, they begged for more sausage. (The answer was no. They did, however, help little sister finish off her silver dollar pancakes.)
After such a hearty breakfast, they were prepared for the hard work of helping their Dad pull down boxes full of Christmas decorations from the attic.
My kids do the exact same thing at IHOP. They act like I've never fed them. Crazy.
Did you know that Sand Springs is getting an IHOP sometime in 2010? This we discovered shortly after your grandpa commented that he wished SS had a 24 hour Waffle House. Not many 84 year olds out there wishing for anything to be open 24 hours!