“Your children get only one childhood. Make it memorable” ~Regina Brett

This Sunday morning started off like many others, the kids waking up late morning after staying up late the night before requesting pancakes for breakfast. “No” I said for the fourth time, “I am not making pancakes this morning. I don’t feel like the hassle, there’s plenty of cereal in the cabinet. Besides it’s almost lunch time and I have a taste for avocado grilled cheese.” Levin says, “mom I can make them, all I have to do is follow the recipe in my Nate the Great book, he has the perfect pancake recipe and it comes with instructions.” I should have known better right then….however, I had promised him we would make the famous Nate the Great pancakes weeks before.  See, as a second grader, Levin had outgrown most of the books on his shelf and he needed new books he could take AR (accelerated reading) tests on for school, (he’s reading on a 3^rd grade level)!  I ordered him a box full of new books and the Nate the Great series was included. I loved the Nate the Great books and I figured he too would enjoy the mysteries and the act of becoming the detective.  From the instant he read the first book and saw that recipe he was on me like white on rice to make those pancakes. I’m actually quite surprised I made it this long….3 weeks before having to finally give in and make them, I had run out of excuses, so reluctantly I gave in. So now back to this recipe…it was horrible y’all 🤦🏾‍♀️ 🤣 We followed the recipe exactly (that was our first mistake!)…what we first ended up with looked like water, chalky water 😳. Levin said “Come on mom, give it a chance, let’s just try it” So we did,  I poured a bit of the batter onto the griddle and we watched it run almost all the way to the other side of the griddle until it got hot enough to harden and stick. So I added more flour and more sugar, still loose, added more flour and more sugar until finally we had the consistency of semi-real pancake mix. For an added touch we put in some brown sugar. I knew something had to go in them to make them taste like something other than flour and water! 🤣

Let me just say they weren’t the best pancakes we’ve ever had but we can probably chalk them up as being the worst!  The kids enjoyed it though, you could taste a little hint of brown sugar and butter in all of that flour. And they ate them up…just like that, as I looked amazed at the almost tasteless, flat as paper pancakes. His final words were “Well once you put syrup on them you can’t even tell the difference!” His sister, on the other hand, didn’t seem so convinced! 🤣

So glad this is over…the little things that make them happy and even for the worst pancake we’ve ever had, I wouldn’t trade this experience for the world!