Most mornings I make a cheese quesadilla for Jenna. That’s what she wants for breakfast. Sometimes I ask her:
Jenna: I hate toast. (Who hates toast?)
Jenna: Ew. (Yeah waffles are really gross...said no one ever.)
Jenna: That’s disgusting. (Well maybe if it’s soggy.)
Jenna: No way. (Ok, I don’t always feel like eggs either, but never?)
I honestly really don’t give a hoot what she eats, as long as she eats. Granola bars work, cheese and crackers, or even leftover rice or pizza. I do draw the line at ice cream and cake. I’ve gotta have some standards.
Breakfast is always a challenge at my house. The girls never seem to want something easy like a frozen waffle or bagel. Or even cereal. They don’t want a big elaborate breakfast either (not that I’d be willing to make all that on a school morning anyway). They don’t know what they want 90% of the time. God forbid I just make something and give it to them. We’d have a lot of wasted food. Or chubby me because I’d feel compelled to eat it so we wouldn’t waste it.
There have been times when they have expressed love for a certain breakfast. A couple months back, this was chocolate chip waffles. Awesome. They’re easy and quick. I have coupons. Yeah for an easy breakfast option.
So I see a sale at the grocery store. I buy like 6 boxes of them. Winning.
You can guess what happened next. (As in the next day.)
They don’t like chocolate chip waffles anymore. Are you kidding me? Seriously. You just liked them yesterday and now you don’t like them anymore???
What am I gonna do with 6 boxes of waffles?
In weird breakfast happenings....Sometimes my girls want to make crescent rolls for breakfast. I sometimes have them available, ‘cause I’ll use them for recipes. One time I came in the kitchen to freshly baked crescent rolls by Jenna. She was looking at them and sticking a needle (from my sewing basket) into each one.
Me: WHAT are you doing?
Jenna: Airing them out. They’re hot.
I don’t know what to say.
Occasionally I’ve bought Pop Tarts, which I find completely gross. I’m mean, YUCK. Pop Tarts do NOT taste good and are about as healthy as a eating sugar by the spoonful. To make them more palatable, I popped them in the toaster. (Aren’t you supposed to do that?) Next thing you know, my kids are carrying on that I’m not supposed to toast them. They only like them raw.
Raw Pop Tarts, aired-out crescent rolls, or cheese quesadillas. You’re all invited to breakfast at my house. I know you can’t wait.