To the friends who called, texted, emailed, sent packages and love from afar in response to Ellie's kindergarten "woes".
You have NO idea, NONE, how much it meant to me.
I got this card from a long time friend on Saturday and I just wept.
I feel loved.
I feel supported.
I feel like we can do this.
So thank you.
From the bottom of my toes.
I love you all.
Here is the update: she is doing really good.
But changes are coming.
Long story short, starting next Monday she will be beginning this program that will bring her into school an hour earlier with a different bus driver etc.
We are doing what we think is the best thing.
That's all you can do.
So our Ellie has been having a rough transition into Kindergarten.
I come from the fabric that comfort food can make any bad situation a little better.
I know in this day and age of all things paleo and low fat maybe that isn't as popular a solution.
And to that I say WHO CARES.
If I had a bad day growing up and my mom made me chocolate pudding, my woes melted away.
To this day, chocolate pudding is my "mommy" food.
Along with "dunk eggs".
Last week, I suggested to Ellie that we have chocolate chip pancakes for dinner.
Her face lit up like a Christmas tree.
Because sometimes you just need pancakes.
Bad Day Better Pancakes
2 C. of baking mix (we use the generic Bisquick. It tastes exactly the same.)
1 1/3 C. milk
2 Tbsp. sugar
chocolate chips (it varies. Some weeks we use one cup. Others two. This week was a two cup week.)
Mix all of the above in a large mixing bowl until blended.
Preheat a griddle to 300-350.
If you love pancakes, invest in a griddle.
I cannot make pancakes in a fry pan.
Plus if you are making for a family, it is hard to keep warm and make new ones all at once.
Grilled cheese on a griddle is bomb diggity.
I used that wrong, didn't I?
As the griddle is pre-heating, take a pat of butter/margarine (again, PURISTS GON' HATE) and rub all over the griddle.
Do not use Pam spray on the griddle.
It just doesn't work well, in my humble opinion.
Then take a 1/2 C. measuring cup and dole out your pancakes onto the griddle.
Two minutes per side is my lucky number.
Or Panpakes as my girls call them.
I guarantee you can't possibly frown while eating these.
And really, there is nothing a pancake can't turn around.