I was at a meeting Saturday night in the only car big enough to hold all of us. Apparently BC forgot how to make sandwiches and/or Ramen, so he ordered Chinese food to be delivered. The kids each got a sesame chicken kids meal. BC finished up his Singapore noodles and sent the kids up to put their jammies on. Whilst he was cleaning up, he decided to sample some (hint: maybe a lot) of Campbell’s food. He then put the food in the fridge.
Fast forward to yesterday after church. The kids get out their leftovers. Campbell opens his and sees a big puddle of sauce and very little chicken. He gets a hilariously sad/confused/mad look on his face and yells…”HEY! MINE MELTED!”