photo by me

What childhood memory still makes you laugh, even today?

One of the memories that my brothers love to tease me about is the first time I made pancakes on my own.

Our parents were out and I was babysitting (if you could call it that) my two brothers. I don’t remember where they had gone but I remember that it was my responsibility to make dinner for the three of us (this is before our little sister was born).

We decided we wanted pancakes. I had made them with Mom before and new the basics of making them.

I didn’t realize, however, that there is a time limit on how long they should stay in the pan.

I tossed and tossed, never burning them. But what came out of the pans was, basically, frisbees. In fact, my brothers flew them around the house until they cracked and fell apart and our dog ate up the hard pieces.

Even now, 30 years later, it’s still a joke between us. I’ll probably never live that down.