Thursday, January 11, 2007

Breakfast at the Ranch

Breakfast is my favorite meal of the day.

Although I rarely give dinner a second thought and am often scrambling to pull together something early in the evening - I will contemplate, the night before, what will be served up on the menu when we finally drag ourselves out of bed at 8:00 AM at the break of dawn.

Breakfast is always a grand event at our house. This morning, I decided to capture what has evolved in to a typical morning with our two-year olds.

Doesn't everyone sit with balloons at the breakfast table? If not, they really should - it makes dining a much more enjoyable experience...

William offering some of his bagel with berry cream cheese to his Choo-Choo train (check out the stylish haircut, I didn't do too bad, eh??)...

Carolyn graciously sharing her bagel with Nemo...

Elizabeth giving her baby doll a bite of bacon. Oh, how we love bacon...

Utensils, please, why bother??? We don't need no stinkin' utensils!!!

This last photo is what I had for breakfast this morning.

It is a remnant of the first uncontrollable food craving I have had thus far, in my pregnancy. It struck at 10:30 PM last night. Like a ton of bricks it hit me that I MUST HAVE A CHOCOLATE AND PEANUT BUTTER COOKIE.


So Charlie, being the wonderful husband that he is, dragged himself out of bed and drove down to the store. He returned with two different kinds of cookies and a pint of Haagen Daaz chocolate and peanut butter ice cream. I couldn't have been happier seeing my husband walk through our bedroom door with a bag full of peanut butter and chocolatey goodness. I was positively giddy. Fortunately for my thighs, I only needed two cookies and a scoop of ice cream to satisfy my craving.

But, this morning when I woke up, the ice cream was gone and there were only four cookies left. When I asked Charlie what had happened to my goods - he chuckled and told me that he'd had a craving, too.

I looked at him in disbelief for a solid two minutes. And then I said, "WHAT THE &%*$!!!&*#*! ARE YOU KIDDING ME?!"

Maybe it's my current state of mind - but in my opinion, it is suicidal to indulge on a pregnant woman's stash of crave-satisying food. That's just NOT something that you do.


What I had failed to inform Charlie, is that before I went to sleep last night, I was already thinking about my breakfast this morning ... which was going to consist of scrambled eggs, bacon, a bagel and cream cheese, a bowl of yogurt .... and chocolate and peanut butter cookies. That, my friend, is a well-rounded meal.

Of course, I was also thinking about the four marathons that I am going to have to run this year, after the baby is born, if I ever plan on wearing a single item from my pre-pregnant wardrobe, again.


  1. It's either suicidal or a great show of steel ...ahem... parts to break into a pregnant woman's junk food stash.

  2. i love Charlie, he sounds like SUCH a nice guy.
    ...although what was he thinking eating the stash????

  3. I never had cravings that required Steve to go to the store....he would have told me he would get it for me TOMORRROW or something. (Not that he's NOT a great guy, he's just early to bed b/c he gets up early to teach.) Anyway, i can remember one time where he did the VERY same thing. He started to eat my stash of stuff and it took every ounce of control I had NOT to strangle him.

    Your hubby is a great guy and is entitled to indulge too, but he needs to be careful....geez man watch OUT!

    Also, I love breakfast but nobody else in my family is such a big fan. We have breakfast for dinner a lot of times......what time should I be over tomorrow morning? It sounds like heaven at your house in the mornings.

    (I wish my household didn't stir until 8 a.m....i would go around checking pulses if they weren't up by 7 at the latest).

  4. At least he actually went and got them for you. I'm sure he'll know better next time that he can't actually eat what he's went to the store for.

  5. You've basically described a typical day for my family.

    Let's see:
    Wife 6 months pregnant - check.
    Wants a crazy amount of sweets - check.
    Husband provides sweets - check.
    Husband eats more than he should of said sweets - check.

  6. Charlie got OUT of BED? He looooooooovees you!!

  7. Omg, that sounds like SUCH a delicious breakfast(excluding the eggs, which I hate).

    WHAT WAS HE THINKING?!? It truly IS suicide!

  8. khynaI found your blog through Ellen's. I've had the best time reading your stories. You really make me laugh with how you describe your daily happenings. Your kids are adorable and congratulations on the pregnancy. I have my second grandbaby due July 18th. Actually I know a bunch of people due in July too. Thanks for the smile this morning!

  9. sorry about that jibberish at the begining of that comment. That was the word verification that ended up in the wrong spot. LOL!

  10. I read your blog first thing in the morning - but no more O'Henry bars for me. Did you know those things are fattening...? I appreciate your comments on my blog as well.
    Even breakfast is an adventure with little ones. I love that you face life with humor. It's the only way to go.

  11. What a hubby! He got out of bed!?! You better hang on to that man. He still shouldn't eat all of your stuff. The baby might get hungry ;8)

  12. Hi, I found your blog through another one. I too have 26 month old triplets (GBB). I enjoyed reading your blog and KUDOs to your for cutting your own kids hair. I thought about it but the beauty college only charges $5 each and they much more still for them than they would for me. I will be checking back!
    You can learn about us at