Well I was going to post some pictures from our trip to Utah for Evan's graduation, but I can't seem to get it to work. So instead I will post this story about my dad that he was telling the kids while we were walking around temple square.
My dad, Brent, had a friend Johnny when he was growing up. I guess one morning, after a sleepover or something, Johnny and Brent decided to have a pancake eating contest. My dad thinks he was about 11 years old. So they started eating and kept eating. My dad ate 50 pancakes! And Johnny ate 51! He just had to eat one more than Brent. After he was done, he realized that he had been eating syrup on all his pancakes while Johnny hadn't eaten syrup on any of his. When they got done it was just about lunch time, but of course my dad said he was so full he couldn't eat lunch. But I guess Johnny did eat lunch!
I thought it was a funny story, and I can't imagine anyone eating 50 pancakes. I asked my dad how big they were, and he made a circle with his hands. Normal pancake size, not silver dollar size. Wow! So I just wanted to write this down so I could remember it, and my kids could remember it and know something about Grandpapa when he was a kid. Thanks for the fun story Dad!
13 years ago
