As a working mom, during the week, I’m lucky if I see Nick for more than 20-30 minutes each morning. Neither of us are morning people, and really shouldn’t associate with each other until noon. So the time I do see him usually consists of:
- did you eat?
- got lunch money?
- want a ride to school? (our town does not bus the kids to school - it’s only a 10-15 minute walk for him)
- please empty the dishwasher and take out the trash when you get home (or some other household chore).
Every weekend, we go eat at this great little diner tucked away in a strip shopping center. Almost as soon as we’re seated, our awesome waitress - “M” - is there - at the ready - with orange juice, coffee and cokes. I really don’t even have to place my order - she knows exactly what I want - egg beaters, home fries with onions and peppers, and wheat toast. Sometimes bacon, or Taylor ham.

Oh, and a side of spicy brown mustard for the eggs. If you’re thinking - ewww! try it - you’ll be surprised. Just one packet mixed in - yummm!
Are you getting hungry for some breakfast food?
Nick, on the other hand - alternates between Spanish omelettes and Taylor ham, egg and cheese sandwiches. The growing teen that he is (17, going on 18 in October), he can choke down more food in less time than I do in an entire day. At least he’s eating. As a mom, that makes me quite happy.
While we eat breakfast, we talk about how the week’s been - what Nick’s been up to, and what’s coming up for the next week. It’s a great way to stay in tune with his life.
Most of the time we laugh (because Nick has that entertaining charm I speak of so often). But sometimes we argue, mostly over stupid stuff. Especially if I have a camera on-hand and I’m trying to take his picture (like this one). And, we come up with ideas on how to spend the weekend.
This is one of the things I truly look forward to each week - breakfast with Nick. And I’m going to continue enjoying them for as long as I can.
Love you buddy. ♥