Yes, what you are looking at is a creation of our Elder's Quorum, called the Grub Tub.
Each week a member of the quorum takes the Grub Tub home and brings cookies, brownies, etc. to share during the third hour.
I told Scott that if he ever brought the Grub Tub home, the cookies would most likely be sabotaged with a few extra helpings of baking soda...I think my bark may be worse than my bite.
I told Scott that if he ever brought the Grub Tub home, the cookies would most likely be sabotaged with a few extra helpings of baking soda...I think my bark may be worse than my bite.
Though the rules specifically say that the wives are not supposed to make the goodies, I wonder if I am the only one who had a husband in a panic the morning of, and decided to help bail him out.
How could I say no to this face? He pulled out all the stops on this one, even tilting his head.
All kidding aside, I cannot tell you how many times Scott has come to my rescue amidst a hosting meltdown right before the arrival of company and saved the day. I guess it was due time that I came to his aid. So even though this post may be a back-handed compliment, thank you Scott for always coming to my rescue!
That is hilarious, what a good wife you are. Next time you get the tub you should fill it with mini juice boxes and pink and white animal cookies. Sounds like those men are missing the nursery.
ReplyDeleteThat's awesome! You are such a cute wife!
ReplyDeleteI think that is so funny they have a grub tub. Those cookies look so yummy and I'm sure they all loved them. I think maybe the relief society should have a grub tub as well!
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