She woke to the aroma of pancakes.
Jack made pancakes every Sunday. His with blueberries and Greek yogurt; hers with bacon and maple syrup. She smiled.
When the bedroom door creaked open, it wasn’t him. It was their son, Daniel.
But while they chewed their pancakes, Jack was with them.
James Whitman is a writer, podcaster, and nerdy dad. He makes excellent pancakes.
Terrific!
Thanks, Karin.
Thanks, Karin.
aww, very sweet…and I’m sure Jack was indeed with them.
Sweet and savoury. Thanks, Kelsey.
Yes, Jack was with them.
That’s the power of good pancakes.
This was so delightfully good!
Aw, thanks, Nina.
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