Sunday Morning Breakfast

 Usually Sunday mornings are a crazy mad dash to get ready for church and run out the door.  There are baths for dirty kiddos, the search for matching socks and the inevitable battle of the wills with Maddy over the outfit she wants to wear and what I want her to wear.  We try to leave the house by 9 am and heaven help us... we reallllly try to hit that self made deadline.  What always gets left off the to do list is breakfast.   This makes the kids happy because then they get to choose whether they get McDonald's or Hardee's biscuits for breakfast.  And THIS is our weekly Sunday routine....

 This past week has been rough.  Peyt was sick last week and on Friday Maddy and Travis also were sick.  We decided to keep the kiddos home this week so as not to spread our lovely cooties any further than the Rustay house. 

 As Brian and I laid in bed this morning listening to the pitter patter of little feet and more often than not the squeals and screams of our offspring... I decided to do something out of the normal for a Sunday.... MAKE breakfast.  What might you ask is the breakfast of choice in the Rustay family???  Pancakes of course!  I am sad we missed church this morning, but I am so grateful for the time spent with my precious little family.  These days of childhood are moving so quickly and maybe just maybe, we made a memory this morning that will last long into a future of hectic Sunday mornings...