As I lay quietly in the darkness, I hear echoed yelling in the distance. I search my mind to find something. What I’m looking for, exactly, I’m not sure, but in my restless wandering I only know that I need to find it. I am cheerfully summoned from my epic quest with a small hand gently poking the soft skin of my eyelid. This has been my regular alarm clock for several years, now.
I open my eyes and smile as they land upon Max’s adorably mussed mop and flushed cheeks. He says with a grin, “Hi Mom! It’s a new day!” His eyes sparkle. Surely such optimism is deliciously contagious. I wonder how much longer that will last as he approaches the age of four in only a couple of weeks. I want to box up his outlook and preserve it like a perfect sauce that I stumbled upon and might need in the future. But, of course, some things are strictly for enjoying in the moment.
I can see the gray light of dawn peeking behind the curtains and for the first time in many months, I hear the chirping of birds outside our window. It merges with my sleep induced hypnagogic reality. My eyes strain to see the clock. I really need to get my eyes checked. I’m pretty sure I’ve squinted for the better part of my life.
It’s six o’ nine in the morning and I am now aware that I did not, in fact, save the world from evil marshmallow people; which may sound like a bunch of fluff, but in the moment was sincerely frightening and notorious.
I snap into action.
Hello Wednesday, let’s do this.
I adjust the heat and stifle the redundant arguments between Trey and Max. The battle of who has more strawberries, who ate more strawberries and who will receive more strawberries in the future are all prevalent points of their intense debate, naturally.
I need coffee.
I should wake Mike up soon. He’s still pleasantly enjoying his slumber. He’s always been blessed with the ability to tune out any amount of noise in the name of a few extra moments of sleep. Initially I thought this was some sort of defense mechanism against the morning rush (or when they were little, 3 am feedings). But when considering it’s been ten years without variation in his pattern, I suppose this has become a believably necessary portion of his morning routine.
Let’s make breakfast.
We have things to do.
This is quick and easy and can be made in advance for a grab and go breakfast if stored in an appropriate grab and go container, of course.
Some fat-free greek yogurt (I prefer raspberry, but any flavor will do) cloaked over sliced berries and pineapple with a layer of low-fat granola both in the middle and sprinkled over the top for a bit of crunch. It’s a sweet and tangy breakfast treat that’s simple to make in minutes and provides more than ten grams of protein, with a bit of an immunity boost too.
Fruit and Yogurt Parfait
- 5.3-6.0 ounces fat-free raspberry Greek yogurt (or any flavor that you prefer)
- 1/2 cup sliced strawberries (any berry will work)
- 1/3 cup sliced pineapple pieces
- 1/4 cup + 2 tablespoons low-fat granola
1. Stir yogurt thoroughly.
2. Layer ingredients: Fill cup with half the fruit and scoop yogurt over fruit. Sprinkle 1/4 cup granola over the yogurt. Top yogurt with remaining fruit and sprinkle remaining 2 tablespoons of granola over the top.