So, Pat got me some chocolate pancake batter when she was in Gatlinburg a few weeks back, because Ashleigh loves my chocolate chip pancakes, I think that is why… anyway, “papa bear pancakes” are often requested for dessert after dinner. So tonite, we missed church again because I want to make sure Maci is well. So after a fantabulous dinner of ckn and rice, cabbage, and cream corn, oh, and sister schupert rolls… Chad requested pancakes. I made his plain, then went on to make the chocolate pancakes for me and the kids… Ash’s was first, then CJ, then Maci’s. So here is the conversation…
Me: Maci your pancake is ready
Maci: Thanks! It looks like a brownie
Me: That is because it is a chocolate pancake, it is yummy!
Maci: Are you making these pancakes for me, CJ, and sissy because you want us to be died?
I mean, seriously! I am just trying to be a good mama and make some yummy dessert! I give up!
THEN, as I am asking Chad exactly how she said it, just now, because I have a bad memory, and yes, this was just like 10 minutes ago, but whatever… Maci says, “why, aren’t you gonna put it on your blog?” – I mean, that is sad! :)
You know you would put the poison in pancakes! Is there a better way to hide it??
That is just funny! What made her even come up with that? And she knows you too well to comment that you were going to blog it.