We were feeding the missionaries right after church on Sunday. I cooked the cornbread right before church so that I'd have 1 less thing to do before they came. I only had enough eggs to double the batch. After I pulled them from the oven, I went to shower and get ready for church. This is what I found when I got out. Sullivan climbed up and grabbed scoopfuls of cornbread to eat.
I managed to save a few pieces of cornbread and ended up throwing together another salad to compensate for the lost cornbread. I could have gotten frustrated by the whole thing, but instead I just took it as a compliment...I must make REALLY good cornbread!
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Uh, Jen...I don't like cornbread that much, but yours is DELICIOUS! I love that stuff!
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