There are two types of people in this world. Those who wake up and don’t need to eat breakfast. And those who need to eat breakfast immediately. Anyone who has spent any amount of time with me knows that I am in the second camp. Most mornings I wake up starving. Sometimes my stomach is actually growling when I wake. Seriously. Breakfast is my favorite meal, and I do not understand those people who can go until lunch before eating (husband, I am talking about you).
Weekends breakfasts are a favorite in our house. Most mornings, we have a large homemade breakfast. When Matt cooks, that means pancakes. But when I am in charge, it means lox bagels.
It’s spring in Minnesota. So naturally, it snowed over a foot this weekend. It snowed from Friday night until Sunday morning. Nonstop. There are snowdrifts, snow piles, and everything is covered in a thick layer of snow.
If you didn’t have to leave the house, you didn’t. The boys were especially restless by Sunday. While the snow does not typically keep us housebound during the winter, this spring snowstorm was unlike any winter snowstorm. It just would not stop snowing. And given we are a month into spring, you can conclude that all Minnesota drivers have already completely forgotten how to drive in the snow, not to remember how to successfully maneuver over black ice until a solid week into the following December. So we needed a fresh in-house activity for the boys.