While seeking inspiration online one day, I happened upon an image of a bear pancake and I thought it would make a fun little surprise breakfast item for our then two year-old son. And I was right. He ate every morsel with delight.

What I didn’t expect was the request the following Saturday.

“Mommy, I’ll have a bunny pancake, please.” Like it was no big deal.

So our little ritual began. Every Saturday, my son makes the requests and I do what I can to honor them.

Pancake of the Week isn’t about pouring a perfect likeness in batter. It’s about the interaction and process of making something for a loved one. Plain and simple.