I woke up Sunday morning thinking about that since we had gone to church the night before. I wondered why I never made big breakfasts for my family. Then I realized it's because I'm tired in the morning. I just want a cup of coffee. I felt bad.
Everyone deserves a big breakfast every once in awhile. But it doesn't have to be in the morning.
So later we we went to the store and got sausage and biscuits. I made milk and sausage gravy from scratch just like my moms. I thought it was delicious, if I do say so myself. Luke and Willow also loved it. Abby and Jason, not so much. I also made sausage patties and links and fried eggs. It was very filling and worth it for the memories. I doubt it meant anything to the others, but it was special for me.