Several weeks ago (that means i don't really remember when...) our ward had a camp out. We didn't camp out in the rain, but we went out for breakfast. Bishop Prestwich was cooking the pancakes. Sam was waiting for some to be ready to come off the griddle and the bishop was teasing her that the little drip was for her brother. Sam was pretty smug when she brought this plate to Steve and said, "Steve I got you a pancake."
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