• 1 1/4 cups flour
• 1 tbsp table sugar
• 2 tsp baking powder
• 1 tsp ginger
• 1/2 tsp cinnamon
• 1/2 tsp cloves
• 1/4 tsp salt
• 1 pinch crushed red pepper
  
• 1 pinch chili powder
  

• 1 egg
• 1 cup milk
• 1/2 cup molasses
  
• 2 tbsp vegetable oil
• 1 tbsp vinegar
  

• 1 cup flour
• 2 tbsp brown sugar
• 2 tsp baking powder
• 1/4 tsp salt
• 1 cup chocolate chips
  

• 1 egg
• 1 cup milk
• 1/2 cup peanut butter
  
• 2 tbsp vegetable oil

• 1 cup flour
• 1 tbsp brown sugar
• 2 tsp baking powder
• 1/4 tsp salt
• 1 tsp real vanilla (do NOT under any circumstances go all cheap on my recipe with that imitation crap or I will personally disown your work)
  

• 1 egg
• 1 cup whole milk
• 2 tbsp vegetable oil

Center: Chocolate Cookie Spice Pancakes, Left: Pumpkin Pancakes, Right: Banana Pancakes

• 1 cup flour
• 1 tbsp brown sugar
• 2 tsp baking powder
• 1/4 tsp salt
• 1 cup chocolate chips
  

• 1 egg
• 1 cup whole milk
• 2 tbsp vegetable oil

• 1 1/4 cups flour
• 2 tbsp brown sugar
• 2 tsp baking powder
• 1/4 tsp salt
• 3/4 tsp cinnamon
• 1/4 tsp nutmeg

• 1 egg
• 1 cup milk
• 1/2 cup mashed banana
• 2 tbsp vegetable oil

Let's start with a recipe that is not my own but once that I've found and bookmarked from other sites:

Pumpkin Spice Pancakes from The Comfort of Cooking

In Fall of 2009 there was a pumpkin shortage,and my local grocery store limited the amount of pumpkin I could buy.  So this meant that I had a major craving for pumpkin and stocked it like a fiend in Fall of 2010.

What did I do with that leftover canned pumpkin?  I made pumpkin pie.  I made pumpkin bread.  I made pumpkin cake.  And then I found this recipe for pumpkin pancakes, which is divine with maple syrup or just with a little powdered sugar.

And it would have remained my all-time favorite pancake flavor, if it hadn't been for another flavor on the list...

"Jude, if you like zombies so much, why don't we get a zombie for a pet.  He could be your own pet zombie."

"Noooo!" he replied.

"But he could sleep in your room.  In your bed..."

"No, he will eat my brains," he said stubbornly.

"Not if you feed him well before bed," I tried to assure him, "We'll just have brains for dinner every night."

"Eww! Brains are disgusting."

At this point Karenna added her own dead-pan sense of humor (like the time she convinced her cousin we got our drinking water from the toilet), "Actually, pickled brains are pretty good.  Have you ever had them?"

"I prefer, mine barbecued myself," I said.  And then I noticed that Jude left is backpack in the kitchen... "Jude, you left you backpack in here.  Is it edible?  Did you want us to have a side of backpack with our pickled brains tonight?"

He dropped his DS and ran into the kitchen, "Nooooooooooo!!!!!!"

A little while after changing the subject to what the word tragedy means...
Karenna: So when my friend told the boy I liked what I like him, that was a tragedy.
Me: Why is it embarrassing to like someone?  Everybody has crushes. You shouldn't be embarrassed.  Look at Jude; he has a whole list of girls he has crushes on and he's not embarrassed.
Karenna: That's different.  He likes those girls, but they all like him back.  Even girls he doesn't know come up to him and say, 'You're cute'.
Me: Don't you think people like you?  A lot of people like you.
Karenna: Mom, can we please stop talking about this.
Me: Why?
Karenna: Because it's patented information.

"Do I have to eat this?" he asked. "I don't like spinach."

"You have to try it," Chris told him.

"You have to try something forty times before you can say you don't like it," I said.  This is from an article I read in a parenting magazine years ago.  It takes up to forty tries to acquire a taste for new foods.

"How much do I have to eat before I can have a banana?" he asked.

We divided the food up and showed him what portion he had to try.

"Jude, you're making yourself think you don't like it.  You've already decided so your brain is telling you that you don't.," I told him.

"That's not true. My brain doesn't tell me anything. Brains don't talk!"

We were getting frustrated and so was he.  Since adult logic wasn't working, I thought I'd try kid logic, "Jude, you mean to tell me that out of all the stuff you put in your mouth, you don't like spinach.  You eat crayons! Now, you can't mean that daddy's spinach and orzo is any worse than crayons."

"Gee thanks," Chris interjected. "What a compliment.  'Daddy's orzo is better than eating crayons.'"

"It is not better than crayons.  Crayons taste good," Jude replied. "Except for the brown ones; they taste awful."