Jake: How many should I make? 12-14 or 18-21?
Me: Depends how hungry you are.
Jake: I’m going to share too.
Me: Then make the biggest batch size.
Jake: There’s one for 260-280 pancakes.
Me: That should be good.
Jake: Where’s the cord for the griddle? What temperature? Is this bowl ok? Where’s a spatula? Where’s the wisk? What are the instructions? Where on the bag? (I nodded, pointed and held up fingers to answer)
Jake: So did you say I should do 18-21?
Me: If that’s what you heard, sure.
Jake: Where’s the griddle? (Yes, one would think that question would have been asked when he looked for the cord.). Why isn’t the griddle in the same cabinet as the cord?
Me: We like to keep you guessing.
Jake: Can I make chocolate ones?
Jake: Can I add chocolate chips too? (more nodding)
Jake: What the heck?? They are Buttermilk pancakes but the recipe doesn’t have any milk???
Me: Weird, huh? Some recipes just add water.
Jake: I don’t care what the recipe says. I’m adding milk. Buttermilk pancakes have to have milk. And butter. And Ovaltine.
Me: You rebel.
Eric: Owww! Moooom, Jake threw something at my foot.
Jake: No I didn’t. The wisk fell out of the bowl.
Me: Eric, if he was going to throw it at you, he wouldn’t aim for your foot.
Jake: I can’t get all the lumps out.
Me: Those are chocolate chips.
Jake: Was I supposed to turn the griddle on?
Me: You did.
Jake: But it’s off now.
Me: It does that when it gets hotter than 350 and then turns back on when it cools off.
Jake: That’s dumb. Why can’t it just stay at 350?
Me: It likes to keep you guessing also.
Jake: It turned back on. You can relax now people.
Jake: Why are you typing?
Me: I’m writing my blog.
Jake: You aren’t writing a blog about me making pancakes are you?
Me: Pssh, no.
Jake: Was I supposed to Pam this?
Me: No, Pam doesn’t need to help.
Jake: Moooom, they are burning. Oh, nevermind. I forgot they are brown because they are chocolate.
Jake: I made a straight long one. Who ever said pancakes have to be round?
Me: Well, the “pan” part kind of implies the shape. You really are a rebel.
Jake: It only made 6 pancakes and the batter is already gone.
Me: That’s because they didn’t expect you to make them the size of the entire griddle.
Jake: I can’t flip it. Where’s a back-up spatula? I need 2. Oh man, it ripped. Can I glue it?
Me: Yes, but call it icing.