via She Reads Truth
We love because He first loved us.
-1 John 4:19, HCSB
Saturdays were pancake days. Regardless of what activities the day held, it always began with batter and blueberries.
I would come down the stairs mid-morning, always last and always late. Sometimes we had additional guests, phone call interruptions or fluctuating appetites, but the scene was always the same:
I knew my brother would want milk, and seconds.
He knew I wouldn’t be mad if he used all of the syrup.
I knew my dad would request coffee first, pancakes later.
He knew I would eat the most blueberries.
I knew my mom would mention how my Papa used to call them ‘hotcakes.’
She knew I would want to flip the “pancakes, not hotcakes!” myself.
They all knew not to talk to me before 8 am.