Waffle Sundaes

Growing up with three sisters sharing one bathroom made for busy mornings at my house. Breakfast most days was not a priority, except on the weekends. Saturday we ate Dad's breakfast burritos loaded so large a girl could usually only comfortably eat half. They were delicious and tasted the best when they were warm, which made them worth getting up for. Sundays were the best though; if we were up and ready for church on time we got waffle sundaes. These babies were loaded with ice cream, chocolate topping, peanut butter, whipped cream, anything we could find in the fridge and they were scrumptious! What kid wouldn't love a sugar overload in the morning? They've morphed into something much healthier and still continue at my house, but in the beginning they were decadent, beautiful, and cavity worthy. I share this memory because today I was given a waffle maker and on Mother's Day the waffle sundae is going to have a debut at my house!