See, it happened like this.
I wanted to make a special Mother's Day meal for the evening that all 16 of us could enjoy together. (Yes, Matt and the kids helped make it happen - but my
biggest desire for the day was for all of us to be together, no matter who cooked. Also, I wanted to make it special for Eva and Kelsey too because I am delighted that I get to share Mother's Day celebrations with them from now on!) I decided on a big Bacon Cheeseburger Casserole (Kelsey likes all things potatoes) for
our main dish and Berry Parfait for dessert (Eva loves fruit for dessert).
Mother's Day Sunday was special but busy with a lovely worship service followed by
a quick lunch and then Keith's soccer game. Afterward, Elias stayed in the van with the kids while I ran into Walmart to get berries for our evening and Matt went next door into Sam's to get our favorite bacon.
He texted me from Sam's and then called me. I heard neither. He just wanted to double check how many 10-pound boxes he should pick up??
Once I finally saw his text I replied with "just one." And he said, "Oops. I got three."
😂🥓😂🥓😂🥓
Matt started cooking his way through the first box while the other two went into our third fridge to wait their turn for use. When the kids came over that night, Asa saw one box and was like, "Wow that's a lot of bacon." And we were
like, "Ah. There are two more boxes just like it in the basement fridge." 😲
