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.
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.