My Favorite Pancakes Ever

My four year old son Max had his first friend sleep-over a few weeks ago. Turns out his five-year-old friend Asher had been begging his mother to let him sleep over a friend's house, and I happily volunteered to host. But you know how this story usually ends, right?

With a midnight phone call to the parents asking them to come get their kid.

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