I have been wanting to make a blueberry pie since I came home from Jackson in July. Having made one there and having really enjoyed it, I wanted to make another. Well finally this weekend I took the plunge and made the pie. I thought I had made it exactly the same as I had in Jackson... half fresh blueberries and half pie filling. Apparently it wasn't the same.
My son has been working on his diplomacy recently. On Sunday my neighbor was helping me out and watching my children for me. She wanted Dillon to show her some of his things on the Wii and even teach her a little. So he started her off on Wii sports... bowling to be exact. She could tell pretty quickly that this was not his favorite thing to play and began to ask him about Mario Kart, knowing that he played that quite often. Using gentle wording, he explained to her that she would be better off playing bowling and working up to Mario Kart. Diplomacy.
Nice to know that I have taught him to regard others feelings!
Then he used it on me.
Back to the pie. After baking this long awaited pie and allowing some time for it to cool, I cut a slice for myself. Seeing me sitting there with desert in my hand, he approaches and asks what I have.
Blueberry pie. Hmmm. Can I have a bite? Sure....
"Not your best effort Mom" and walks away.
Sad thing is, I had to agree with him.
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We're raising them to be honest and authentic... Keep telling yourself that!
oh my! Bless his heart! heehee. ;-)
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