Pancake Sunday

(Please note: if you are reading this blog for the first time, you need to start with the post entitled " The reason" which can be found in the 2011 Archive)

Pancake Sunday came about for a few reasons. Lily (in theory), would get one sleep-in of the week, Sunday. Sunday was the day in which there was no work, there were no doctor's appointments and Arwyn did not have any activities that had to be performed in the wee hours of the morn. It took many months of conditioning for Arwyn to realise that Daddy could master simple tasks of turning the TV on and getting breakfast for her allowing Lily that extra half hour of sleep from a 6:30am wake up call to 7am.  J.J as master-chef extraordinaire also saw it as opportunity for "Daddy/Daughter" time, where they could bond, play and laugh together over Simpson's episodes. It has become a tradition - Sunday's around the house are now known as "Pancake Sunday". It is a beautiful tradition, one that Lily feels the need to keep - yet Lily's inability to cook pancakes correctly from the "shake n bake" range of products is hindering the process.
The pan is either too hot or not hot enough. Lily has buttered the hot plate, sprayed the hot plate with cooking oil and still the pancakes will not pan-cake up. The simple solution, as they discovered this morning was that McDonald's hotcakes are just as good as pancakes made on the hot stove, with the added bonus of less dishes to wash. Smiles all around, breakfast together as a family on a Sunday.... it's the simple things we cherish.

J.J - Arwyn is my little apprentice, we get up, I start getting the pan and burner ready. Arwyn goes to her toy kitchen and comes back with her apron and floppy chefs hat, she grabs her step stool and waits patiently for her turn to help.Which consists of pouring the mix into the pan. But she is ecstatic at that. She'll go and setup her table and chair, takes her juice and then sits down and watches Scooby-doo. All this time she is full of questions - it's too early for this many questions, but she's too precious.
And of course the maple syrup.
Again and again "is there syrup?"
I'm beginning to think the pancakes are just a delivery system for the maple  syrup.
I'm hoping that this tradition carries on, maybe with Arwyn giving Lily a sleep in and making pancakes for both of them.
I wanted at one point to do a Sunday roast night as well, Lily does great roast potatoes and veggies, my roasts are frickin' awesome and when we did do it, the three of us talked and laughed about the day and week. Sadly, this one has fallen by the wayside - my energy and appetite just aren't there at the moment. But I am making a concerted effort to teach Lily how to cook and prepare all of my dishes, so no matter what the family food traditions are going to continue along.