Breakfast with my son

It's basketball season and both my boys are playing basketball. One practices on Monday and Wednesday mornings, the other practices on Tuesday and Thursday mornings. I've drawn the short straw and bring them to practice every morning. On Tuesday and Wednesday, they both have to get up early because Mom has to go into work. So the one without a basketball practice has lunch with me. :-)

This morning was Tommy's turn to have lunch with his dad. We went to Another Broken Egg Cafe. Nick and I had been last week, so I knew what to expect, but this was Tommy's first trip.

While you can't see it in the picture, Another Broken Egg Cafe has double-thick bacon. His eyes nearly bulged out of his head when he saw them. The pancake he ordered was as big as his plate. Add a side of fruit, and we ended the morning with a very satiated young man. My teenager met his match, unable to finish his one pancake.

I just hope, with his overfull belly, he will be able to stay awake for his midterm exams today.