I’ve gotta say, I just hate it when they call it that. Sure it is, but what mom really has time for breakfast? And what mom doesn’t struggle with how to get a healthier one for her kids that doesn’t have the morning wrecked or her waking up at the butt-crack…you know.
I’ve got my kids used to the idea that the main purpose for food is that it is nourishment. Fuel for their bodies to keep them going, and tasting great is a lovely side effect. They know better than to beg for something else for breakfast, because they get what they get. I do often give them an option between two things, but it’s off of a pretty short list. A list that is simple, healthy and easy for me to maintain.
So, my breakfast list is mostly like this
Frozen Spelt Waffles ( I make 40 at a time and freeze them)
Some kind of bar I’ve got made up (right now they are Carrot Honey Squares)
A boiled egg and a piece of toast
On a rare occasion, scrambled eggs with spinach or something
Now, you’ll notice that I don’t ‘cook’ breakfast. Mornings can get pretty harried around here. I think most households are that way. My kids wake begging for their breakfast and the world could fall off it’s axis if they have to wait for me to cook oatmeal or scramble eggs. On the occasions where I sense an unexpected undercurrent of patience I play with fire… or the stove, I guess.
We do buy cereal once in a while. And when I do it’s a big stock up. We pretty much only buy Cheerios and Raisin Bran. I will wait until they are buy-one-get-one-free and even then only buy if I have coupons for $1 off or something, bringing the cost down to about what it would cast me to make my cereals. I’ve been known to walk out with eight boxes of cereal for $5. That was a happy day.
Over the next few days I’m going to post the recipes for my breakfast stuffs. They do take some time. I think I took 3 hours the other day to make enough to last for 3-4 weeks. But not too bad of a time investment in the long run, if you consider what a pain it would be to spend 30 minutes every morning making something. Or settling for feeding them Pop Tarts… don’t they wish!