Thursday, March 12, 2009

A Good Start

So, as most of my family knows, for many years, when I did eat breakfast it consisted of some variation of this:

I have heard all the aphorisms:

"Breakfast is the most important meal of the day."

"Your first meal should get you off to the right start."

"Breakfast sets the tone for the rest of the day."

I have heard all these things, but still, I couldn't help setting the tone of my day with loads of sugar, and, before Noelle was born, caffeine.

There was one time when I ate leisurely, hearty breakfasts over tea: in Ireland. And I had vowed that I was always going to start my day that way when I returned home.

But, alas, it didn't happen.

Until now.

Here are what my breafasts have been like for the past couple weeks:

Now the mornings are a swirl of flour, milk, eggs, and the song of morning chatter as we all await the mound of blueberry goodness piling up.

Now that's the way to start the day.

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