This weekend we went to the ward camp out (after our trip to the Uinta's... busy weekend lol). While everyone was cleaning up their camp we were sitting around in the pavilion watching the pot guts running every which way trying to scavenge as much of the leftovers from breakfast as possible. Then we decided to give them some food (I know... don't feed the wildlife... but it was just so tempting) and we watched them fight over bacon and pancakes and even a cup of milk. Eventually they all had their fill and they went on their way.
Well on the way home the kids were talking about food and what they liked and didn't like. Ashlee made the comment that "Dad is like a squirrel (that is what she called the pot guts) and he eats anything he can find".
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Well... not anything. He does despise tuna casserole, does he not?
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