I Could Have Made Aunt Jemima Rich

I was grocery shopping when all of a sudden I had this urge, this need, this want for pancakes.
I'm going to resist. I'm not caving in to the little critter's every desire. It has to learn that it can't get everything in life. Today, it wants pancakes. Tomorrow, a new car.

I pushed the cart through the aisles, loading it with fruits and veggies, milk and juice. They say don't go grocery shopping when hungry. Was I hungry? Cause my mind kept going back to Pancakes. I could taste them in my mouth, the fluffy dough drenched with real maple syrup.
I ran, almost tripping over my feet, to aisle #3 and grabbed the box that had the best looking pancakes on it.

I woke up the next morning, measured the pancake mix, beat the egg, added milk, etc. and sat down and devoured FIVE medium sized pancakes.

I had pancakes for breakfast for two weeks straight.
What kind of a car do kids like?