A grisly cold day was wafting its way into the kitchen and breakfast was going to be a puerile treat. It was the first day of winter which was settling in with Jack Frost windows and traditional hot chocolate was already sitting on the table.
I stirred up their favorite chocolate chip pancakes. The scent of chocolate called them to sit lined up like birds on a wire at the counter, ready to partake.
The youngest of the brood ran to the window and exclaimed “it’s snowing! This is going to be a terrific day!”