Giving Thanks Day 11 ~ Sunny Side Up Breakfast

Today I am thankful, and truly grateful for Big Morning Breakfasts on the weekends. The kind where you make a Thanksgiving type spread of breakfast type fixings, pancakes, waffles, eggs, bacon, sausage, biscuits, doughnuts....the works. The special kind of breakfast that has to almost be orchestrated to get everything to the table hot, and special syrups, jellies, honey and powdered sugar are on the table. The kind of breakfast that brings everyone to the table and you are so stuffed after that you sit and have sleepy-eyed food coma induced conversations. I always enjoyed them as a child, waking up to the smells of cinnamon rolls, pancakes on the griddle, and bacon frying up in a pan...My Dad always wakes up early (and is sure to wake us all up too, with the sounds of the kitchen clanking, cabinet doors shutting, and dishes clinking) and we knew to get up and get our day started with a yummy hot meal. No cold cereal, no fast eat on the go type of breakfast, the kind of breakfast that lingers in the air filling the entire house and keeps you full until way past lunch...and usually the morning that Mom had "off" from fixing breakfast. We'd enjoy our breakfast, go to church and then head over to my Grandmothers house to sit around her kitchen table, where there were always bacon and biscuits on the table....and no matter how stuffed you may have been we always gobbled up more. She made the flaky, peel the layers off of buttery goodness type of biscuits....still a favorite of mine to this day! We'd sit around the table as we'd hear the door "bell" ring as the bells hanging on it would sound when each new person entered. We'd all try to guess who was coming before they opened the door to the kitchen. Then one by one, we'd all play musical chairs to allow for more room. Mornings filled with stories of what had happened all week, listening to the sounds of the scanner and trying to figure out where the rescue vehicles were going to next, then one by one we'd all head out to visit other grandparents that lived nearby. I am thankful for big breakfast times...even when the mess of mountain high dishes is left behind...the memories live on...Sunny Side Up ♥