Breakfast at the Venus Pancake House

Grumpiness was abundant at my house this morning. Usually Saturdays stretch out like a road of abundant possibilities during the summer, but today is different. I told the little Flossips that we had ERRANDS to do, and was met with a chorus of shrieks and whines.
“BUT MOMMMMMM. ERRANDS ARE BORRRINGGGG.”

Sigh. Of course they are boring, even I get bored doing errands. However, today they are a must. I enticed the children with a promise of a breakfast of silver dollar pancakes with an extra dollop of syrup.

The Venus was packed, but there was a table for three open and ready in the non-smoking room. The kids drew pretty pictures on take out bags and we had a hearty helping of cholesterol laden goodness to fortify us for a day of errands. (I could not help but smile as I enjoyed a daytime Venus with my children as I compared it to my visits late night when I was home from college. I followed the same drill on those trips home: Apple Annies until closing and then late night dining at the Venus.)