Mike said he was ready for some lunch, so everybody piled into the kitchen. Quickly, Mike and I became a bit like short-order cooks. One wanted a "baloney samwich" and one wanted a peanut butter and jelly one.
One wanted corn chips and one wanted potato chips. One wanted juice and one wanted milk and one decided to drink the rest of the milk shake we'd gotten about a half-hour before and all of them were telling us at once.
I don't think I have ever seen Mike move so fast or his eyes get so big! Easton said he wanted a peanut butter one but when I put the plate in front of him and he let me know quickly that it wasn't what he wanted. He wanted his peanut butter on crackers.
Then, one fellow started acting silly and the silliness was contagious.
Then, the giggles ensued.
A fun time was had by all.
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