Whole Grain Waffles

Another thing my kids are sheltered from...
White Bread.
They think that white bread is something that you can only get in Utah-because when we go to visit Grandma Mona, she always has yummy Grandma Sycamore bread.
They call it Utah bread.
Sad deprived little children, huh?
I prefer the taste of whole wheat bread anyway, and why not feed it to my kids and let them like it too?
I figure that they can have the white flour in their breadsticks and rolls and when Chad fixes breakfast it's always waffles, pancakes or french toast, (all with white flour and covered in sticky sweet syrup).
Eck.
Too much sweetness for me for breakfast, and my kids eat it up...literally.
They can put away more of those things ladled with syrup than a grown man could.
True story.
Enter my waffles.
This is what my kids get on the weekend when I wake up before Chad, and believe me, it's not hard to do that lately!

And you know what?

The kids still eat them up....still ladled with syrup, but at least it's on top of something wonderful for them right?

I'm going with yes.

Recipe is posted here on my recipe blog. Yum.