Tuesday, June 19

Teaching the Tradition

I thought I would take this fathers day to start teaching Tyler a very simiple, and easy but always greatly enojoyed event, the making of personalized pancakes!!! Whenever my dad made 'special' breakfasts I loved it. I still remember the first time I was taught by dear old dad to not leave lumps in the batter, and when to flip them. I remember the first time I was even put in charge of mixing the batter!! OOHHH the responsiblity, the whole families breakfast hinged on me. Well they lived. When I would go to friends house they would ask there dads to 'try ' to write there names like my dad, I was so proud.
So I have started teaching my son, he got to sit on a stool and watch me flip them, he got a kick out of that, and I got a kick out of him getting a kick. (and we only lost one on the floor)
So what are some different traditions that ya'll (gotta throw in some southern slang) remember growing up.
(He just about ate it all also!!)


steve said...

I'm humbled - remember it's the little things we do for others in life that others think are significant.

I don't pass on many things sent to me, but this is worth YOUR time to read and ponder, try to read and not feel guilty!


I ran into a stranger as he passed by,
"Oh excuse me please" was my reply.

He said, "Please excuse me too;
I wasn't watching for you."

We were very polite, this stranger and I.
We went on our way and we said goodbye.
But at home a different story is told,
How we treat our loved ones, young and old.

Later that day, cooking the evening meal,
My son stood beside me very still.
When I turned, I nearly knocked him down.
"Move out of the way," I said with a frown.
He walked away, his little heart broken.
I didn't realize how harshly I'd spoken.

While I lay awake in bed, God's still small voice came to me and said,

"While dealing with a stranger,
common courtesy you use,
but the family you love, you seem to abuse.
Go and look on the kitchen floor,
You'll find some flowers there by the door.
Those are the flowers he brought for you.
He picked them himself: pink, yellow and blue.
He stood very quietly not to spoil the surprise,
you never saw the tears that filled his little eyes."

By this time, I felt very small,
And now my tears began to fall.
I quietly went and knelt by his bed;
"Wake up, little one, wake up," I said.

"Are these the flowers you picked for me?"
He smiled, "I found 'em, out by the tree.

I picked 'em because they're pretty like you.
I knew you'd like 'em, especially the blue."

I said, "Son, I'm very sorry for the way I acted today;
I shouldn't have yelled at you that way."
He said, "Oh, Mom, that's okay.
I love you anyway."
I said, "Son, I love you too,
and I do like the flowers, especially the blue."


Are you aware that if we died tomorrow, the company that we are working
for could easily replace us in a matter of days. But the family we left
behind will feel the loss for the rest of their lives. And come to
think of it, we pour ourselves more into work than into our own family,
and unwise investment indeed, don't you think? So what is behind the

Jessica, Calvin and Boomer said...

I just love that little story your dad put down. It really makes you think! I'll have to get back with you on some traditions that I would want to pass on. I have to think about it. But Tyler looked like he really enjoyed those pancakes. You know what I've never had a pancake made by you yet, I'll have to make a special trip to get one.
Love you

tracy & steve said...

I remember those pancakes...Usually Sunday morning before church. I know i appreciated it :)

Thanks for the memory

Jessica, Calvin and Boomer said...

hey bri you should invite brook to your site i now she would love to keep in touch with you. she comments on mine and jenn's!

Mike & Brianna said...

Hey Jess when you come up for those pancakes, you can take Bailey back and Bri, will bring her back after mini lobster. Are you passing on the tradition of 'the spoon'?

Leah said...

What a cool idea with the pancakes!

Jessica, Calvin and Boomer said...

I would love to take Bailey, Boomer would love the friend. But poor Coco and Tyler would miss her. I was actually trying to think about what you ment by the spoon. And then I remembered The Spoon! No I don't think I would pass on that tradition to my kids but if Calvin gets out hand then I might think about it. Hahahaha

Jenn said...

what's up with the spoon? That's what I'd like to really know...Yes I too love the story about family...