The morning of the girls' actual second birthday fell on a National Guard weekend. When we all came roaring downstairs at 6:30 in the morning, I asked them what they wanted for their birthday breakfast. 
I was entirely expecting them to say "Apple Juice." I already had it ready. I would smile and hand it to them and big hugs would follow along with a quiet watching of cartoons.Alida said "Pancakes." Elaine looked at me with the big brown eyes and seriously nodded her head, "pancakes." This was settled. Great, they actually agreed on something. I got to work making pancakes.
I now curse the book, If You Give A Pig A Pancake, which I blame on my early morning baking that day. These opinions weren't supposed to arrive for a couple of years.
Meanwhile, Elaine practiced her tea service.Don't you know that ketchup does make everything better?
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