French Toast

Coming home from work,

I stopped for a large diet pepsi,

turned the radio up

and rolled the windows down.

With the wind blowing delightfully,

I sang to the radio.

This is my normal routine,

though sometimes I get a coffee instead of the soda.

Since I get out earlier in the summer,

I had time to run a few errands

before I got my youngest daughter

from her grandparents' house.

I picked up some registration information from the high school for my oldest and traded last week's books for some new ones.

Heading home,

I smiled.

It was french toast night.

With fruit and whipped topping,

it is one of my favorite dinners.

Easy and quick...

and I've recently discovered a new added indulgence.

I love to spread peanut butter and jelly on top of the french toast before adding the fresh berries and whipped topping.

Sigh...

trust me...

it is like I imagine heaven to be....

The only thing left is a cup of coffee

and later

when all the kids are asleep,

a trip out to the swing to watch the stars.

Tonight I hope for you,

a peaceful evening,

the knowledge that you are loved by those who matter most.

May you be blessed this week and always...

Warm inside...

Tonight,

with my kids and my son's new aide,

all sitting around our kitchen table,

I happily cooked french toast for those I am blessed to love.

Because of my eldest's help,

sliced strawberries,

homemade cherry syrup

and whipped topping were on the table.

I took the turkey bacon out of the oven and added it to the table as well.

It smelled wonderful inside our kitchen; it made us all warm and cozy.
For a few moments,
I forgot the gray that has blanketed Ohio today.

Some days need whipped topping.

...the little something "extra" that turns

an acceptable meal into something special...

The strawberries at the store were a wonderful deal and it is a known fact that old bread must be used up before the new can be opened! So, when my oldest kiddo suggested breakfast for dinner, I readily agreed.

Later,

as my girls sprinkled powdered sugar

and made happy noises over the bacon,

I smiled.

It honestly doesn't take that much to make them happy.

What a blessing to find joy in simple things.

How amazing that while serving them,

my own spirits were lifted.

I pray that you are blessed as you do what you are called to do in your daily life.

May your life be full of "french toast" happiness!