5 Delicious Mother's Day Breakfast Recipes

As a single mom with a six year old, I am not expecting breakfast in bed this year. However, if I were, I would love to be served any of these delicious breakfast recipes with a glass of mimosa and a mug of hot coffee. Heck, I'd be happy with just coffee in bed. A bit of cream and two sugars, please. Seriously, though, if you are looking for a delicious and easy recipe to cook up for mom this Mother's Day, any of the following five recipes will start her special day off just right. Just click on the link and it will take you to the full recipe.

Fresh Berry Bismark

A fast and easy breakfast that also looks quite fancy, fresh berry bismark is also a great recipe for the kids to make. Any kind of fresh berries make a great topping. Be sure to use real maple syrup or local honey to really make it special. Serve a little cup of yogurt on the side and you have a fulfilling and healthy breakfast for mom.

Easy Cinnamon Rolls

No yeast is used in making these cinnamon rolls, so they are both easy and fast to make. They are also just as delicious as their yeasty cousins. Whip up some fluffy scrambled eggs and a cup of fresh fruit and mom will have a complete and yummy breakfast. 

(Ugh, I really need to make up another batch of these just to photograph them again. That lighting stinks.)

Gluten Free Banana Breakfast Muffins

Even if your mom doesn't have special dietary needs, these muffins are a delicious addition to any Mother's Day breakfast. Make them extra special by serving them with boiled or poached eggs and a side of yogurt and fresh fruit.

The Best Buttermilk Pancakes (and a syrup recipe too)

For a super simple and delicious breakfast, make up a batch of these for mom. 

Lemon Poppy Seed Scones

I love scones, and these are by far my favorite scone recipe. These would be a special addition to any Mother's Day breakfast. Slather them in some lemon curd and serve along side an omelette or poached eggs.  

Healthy Homemade Mango Popcicles

I must confess. I have a sugar addiction. My weaknesses are my morning cup of coffee (which I like strong, creamy, and sweet), chocolate, and ice cream. I am trying to find healthier sweets, sticking to dark chocolate and avoiding the ice cream isle at the grocery store (especially when I have a coupon for a dollar off a pint of Haagen Dazs ). Spring brought a renewed desire to get in shape, eat healthier, and gain more energy, so I have been on the lookout for healthier ways to indulge my sweet tooth. I just need to find a way to adjust to less sugar in my morning cup of coffee. Ugh. Or give it up altogether.

It's not just my sweet tooth I'm worried about. Little man can have a melt down over sugar cravings. I really don't allow him to have a lot of sugary foods and soda doesn't even enter the house, but he still prefers sugary breakfasts and asks for desert if I don't offer one. Like most kids, his eyes light up when he sees candy.

In an effort to satisfy our sweet tooth and eat healthier, I made a batch of yummy mango popcicles. With summer around the corner I think I will be making these regularly. Mango popcicles are a great way to beat the south Texas heat. They are also super easy to make. The popcicles are a hit with the boys. Mr. Sweet Tooth himself asked if he could have a second one.

Mango Popcicles

• 6 cups slightly thawed frozen mango pieces
• 1/4 cup coconut milk
• 2 Tbsp orange juice
• 2 Tbsp honey
• 1 tsp vanilla extract

Blend ingredients together until smooth. Pour into popcicle molds and freeze.

That's it! Easy peasy. The hardest part is waiting for them to freeze. 

How to Live A Life of Joy

Sometimes you don't see a blessing headed your way until it is standing right in front of you. You look up and there it is, filling your heart and changing you for the better.

This past week it has rained quite a bit here in south Texas, causing my lawn to grow wild and lush. This afternoon I finally pulled out my mower to tackle the overgrown mess. It was a rather warm day, so I was hot and sweaty, thinking how I just wanted to be finished. I was about 2/3 of the way done and pondering how I was going to mow a small section of yard at the side of the house that I hadn't mowed last time because it is awkward to reach with my electric mower. That's when I looked up and saw him, an older gentleman wearing a stark white t shirt and a back brace walking towards me, pushing his own mower down the street.

In my neighborhood it is not an unusual thing to see someone pushing a mower down the street, but when he got to my corner lot the man reached down and started his mower, smiling at me. He set off walking again, mowing the edge of my lawn along the street. When he got to the overgrown area at the side of the house, he turned his mower into the tangled mess and began clearing it, still smiling. For a while we were both mowing in tandem, but I shut down my mower and backed out of his way while he finished cutting the final strip of lawn. The whole time he was smiling.

When he finished, he introduced himself and tells me he is 83 years old and dying of cancer. Doctors already removed a cancerous tumor from his brain, but now it has settled in his chest. He was told he has six months to live. He smiled again and said he had a great run. I thanked him for his help and tell him it looks like he has done a great job at living.

After he left, I headed into the house to tell my daughter what had occurred. I was nearly in tears. I heard a weed eater and peered out the window to see he returned to tidy up the spots you can't get with a mower. I couldn't see his face, but I am sure he must have still been smiling. Little one wanted to tell him thank you. I encouraged him to take the man a glass of water, but the man turned it down, saying thanks, but he had his own.

We could all learn a lesson or two on how to truly live out our days from this man. He didn't want anything in return other than the joy it brought him. How few of us reach out to help our neighbors, especially with a smile on our faces, yet this man who knows he is dying has found a life of joy at the end of his days by reaching out to help his neighbors. I am blessed, my heart feels fuller, and I feel somehow different. I have been shown how to live by a dying man.