Today was a rather typical Sunday for us (napping, swimming, skyping), except that right after dinner, during that moment right after when the toddler is getting tired/cranky, when we are decided what we will be viewing during the evening, when I realize all the things I should have done during the day, and when we settle down for the evening, I decided I wanted to make waffles.
I'm not sure I really wanted to eat waffles, I just all of a sudden wanted to make them. We rarely eat desert, certainly not any that I would prepare, and the waffles weren't even meant as dessert, they were just meant as... well.... I don't know, just waffles. I got an enthusiastic show of support from hubby, so I went into the kitchen and made waffles.
I don't know if there is anything special about that, but I don't think I've ever spontaneously made dessert or cooked after dinner. I'm usually happy to put my feet up and call it a day.
The waffles in question were good, and everyone had some and there is dough left over tomorrow for a less spontaneous but equally enjoyable after-dinner picnic in the livingroom. I'm very thankful I went ahead and that I got support. I wonder what my daily life would be like if I just did what I wanted to do when I had an idea like that. Maybe I should try it out...
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