Yesterday was our Thanksgiving feast at my sister-in-law's house. Lots of family and lots of fun. A few days ago I called up Jamie's mom because it is usually up to her and I to make the pies. She said she would be making 2 apple and 1 cherry. So I decided to make 2 pumpkin and 1 lemon meringue. We got to Laurie and Kevin's house and found out that my neice's fiance's mother and brother (Daniel) had come too. Daniel had made a pumpkin pie...all by himself (he's 12). "Wow, 3 pumpkin pies," I thought..."that's a lot." Kelly and Drew showed up. Kelly had made 2 pumpkin pies. "Five pumpkin pies! Can you believe it?" This was the discussion that was going on when Jamie's Aunt Helen showed up with the 6th pumpkin pie. "We have 6 pumpkin pies here, everyone...so you better eat up after dinner!" I announced to a crowd of relatives gathered in the kitchen. "Oh no we don't, " said Wendy. "We have 7 because I brought one too." I waited for the 8th to show up, but it never did. I'm guessing that at the next family Thankgiving no one will dare bring a pumpkin pie and we won't have any!
Anyway, the food was great. The fellowship was wonderful. The laughter was rich.
*sigh* Would anyone like to come over for pumpkin pie?