Dave wanted to make waffles and Dad wanted to eat waffles, and so it worked out quite well. All Sam wanted to do was lick the whipped cream beaters so he was happy! Ironically he didn't like the whipped cream when it came time to eat it on his waffles.
I set the table and made coffee and Mom made the whipped cream. Rachel was sleeping although consumed her fair share of waffles (with appropriate happy noises so she must be her father's daughter!) when she woke up.
Here are Dad and Dave after eating way too many waffles, like eight or nine each! Mom and I only had two each and I couldn't even finish my second one. Between all of us we consumed two cups of whipped cream though :)
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