Emma needed a quiet place, free of distractions, to get a lot of work done on Friday so she asked if she could come over. We said "Of course!" and "You don't need to ask!"
(Because we completely forgot about the governor's mandate not to mix households....)
I don't know how it came about because Adam was in Salt Lake at work, but Mark was home at lunchtime and Adam said he'd order them sandwiches from Jersey Mike's. (Adam is that kind of dad--indulgent.) Emma and Mark went to Jersey Mike's and said they were there to pick up the order for Adam. It was one sandwich.
Not to look a gift horse in the mouth, Emma and Mark figured Adam had mistakenly ordered only one sandwich. They shared the sandwich.
Hours later, Adam contacted them. "I am sorry! I forgot to order your sandwiches."
Emma and Mark had stolen another Adam's sandwich!
Later that night, Adam and I picked up some insulin for Mark. The pharmacist's name tag said Adam.
I wanted to apologize to him for my kids eating his sandwich....
(Also, Adam is going to go to Jersey Mikes and pay for the sandwich.)
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