"LORD, you have assigned me my portion and my cup; you have made my lot secure. The boundary lines have fallen for me in pleasant places; surely I have a delightful inheritance." Psalm 16:5-6


Ours is a story of what God can do with two silly teens, starting off with no clue;

And baby thrown in, just for good measure. We didn’t know that God would increase our treasure

With four added on in rapid succession, filling our lives with joy and hard lessons.


We’ve had our share of valleys and hills, of times of abundance, and unpaid bills.

We once thought success would bring us bliss; we’ve learned that loss does a better job of this,

As we lean on our Savior, Who always delivers, regardless of the size of our quiver.


Although we’re grateful for the times of ease, the hard times are useful for learning to please

Our Heavenly Father, learning to walk in His Truth, of which we often talk.

May the Lord help us humbly and faithfully serve, staying mindful that the next generation observes.


Prop up your feet and grab a cup of coffee or tea while I open up

The book of my life, without further ado, and narrate the musings of my heart to you.


Sunday, August 29, 2010

Breakfast at Pappy's


This morning, my dad blessed us with a marvelous brunch. One of his favorite new kitchen hobbies is ebelskivers, or filled pancakes. What before I only heard described via Skype, I've now experienced. And wow! Are they yummy! We had our choice between strawberry jam-filled and apple-filled. Of course, I had both. I'm really thankful, too, that we left our stash of Vermont maple syrup with my parents, although I opted for agave nectar on mine.

The males in our family were especially pleased to have both bacon AND sausage with our brunch, as well as Pappy's perfect scrambled eggs. I added kefir to my ensemble, and a good time was had by all.

After refusing to follow my advice about using the Bosch to magically whip up the egg whites, Daddy called on me to finish fluffing them with the hand mixer. (sigh) He knows now. Anyway, after folding them in, the batter foretold of tasty times ahead.

Daddy whipped up this apple filling.

The anticipation was killing us!

I love my dad. And I love his love of working in the kitchen.
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6 comments:

  1. These look so good!! I don't know if I can hang with you... you are turning me into a foodie!! I told you about my big girl tendencies... I would like to hire Pap to be my personal chef... Is he available??:)

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  2. Wow! Those look amazing. I think you should definitely open an eatery of some sort together. =-)

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  4. Yum!!! I'm going to look for a gluten free recipe and see if I can duplicate these! You are SO lucky your dad loves to cook...and is so GOOD at it!

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  5. Ashley puts sausage into her ebelskivers and then sprinkles them with powder sugar and drizzles warm syrup on top! I would just love to kiss the man who invented the ebelskiver (and epidurals)(probably not the same man)!

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  6. Oh, wow, those look delish! I've never heard of them before, but I can't wait to try making some!

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