My Pancake

Kamryn loves pancakes, one of the first food items she actually asked for by name. Some of our St. Louis crowd can recall our last meal before coming home when we stopped at Cracker Barrel, Kamryn was not shy about wanting her pancakes. Well, it is one thing to request pancakes at Cracker Barrel, it is another at a Mexican Restaurant. Even though it was rather cute. Since church is not really all that close to home, while Kyle is in confirmation Zayne, Kamryn and I will either do some errands or eat. This past Wednesday we decided to eat at the Mexican restaurant down the street. Zayne and I get fajitas and Kamryn just kind of picks at our food. We gave her a flour tortilla and some rice--she didn't want any chicken. Zayne gets a tortilla for himself and Kamryn starts throwing fit (dinners may be getting scarce soon). She starts yelling mine and getting upset. We didn't know what she wanted at first, then she started yelling my pancake. Zayne and I look at each other a little confused, and then we figure it out. She thinks the flour tortilla is a pancake. We both just had to laugh and then that distracted her. Sorry been slow blogging lately, we are going to the Strawberry Festival tomorrow so we should have pictures next week. On side note, I know Jenny mentioned GGPa and his surgery--well, it looks like he is going home today. We are well on the road of a long recovery!