Frozen Food

This should probably be linked under a "That's Not Right" series, but I will just go ahead and tell you. Last night ... while the ladies were playing "build a gingerbread house" ... I spent the evening with Dad and Nos. 2, 3, and 4. MyBeloved ... because she is my beloved wife ... made dinner for us all, which we took over to Dad's house. Here's what happened:

• I get the little ones seated at the table.
• I put out three small paper plates.
• I open the four containers of food.
• Food looks scrumptious ... homemade meatloaf, whipped potatoes, peas, and cinnamon applies.
• I dish out the food for the little ones.
• Little ones begin to eat food.
• I get Dad to the table.
• I put out two big paper plates ( ... yes, we are bigger dudes ... ).
• I dish out the food for Dad.
• Dad begins to eat food.
• I dish out the food for me.
• I look at food ... doesn't look quite right.
• I touch food ... it is cold.
• Dad and kids are eating cold food.
• I heat up my food and join them.

Yeah, that's not right.