Sunday of Sam

Yesterday afternoon Patrick and Eli went to Sam's Club to get a couple of gallons of milk while I stayed here and Chloe napped. They were gone for what seemed like forever, so I figured they were having a grand time. When they got back Patrick's excitement was barely contained, he was dying to tell me the good news. He had discovered the key to a successful Eli feeding time once and for all! Just take him to Sam's! They did the sample circuit and Eli ate a cup of Hormel chili, a bite of vanilla latte granola bar, a bite of a mocha granola bar, and an entire taquito, in that order. Perhaps the most disgusting Sunday dinner in the history of mankind.