This is the "frankenstein-pie-crust" because the pie dough was being disobedient...
Now for the mini pumpkin pies that I did yesterday. It was suppose to be our craft for the weekend but poor miss Megan (the youngest) was still sick (and is today as well, poor baby). That and Lauren called me a "fat butt" in a hurtful tone. I wanted to smack her mouth as soon as I heard her say that because you don't say that to someone, but she isn't my kid. Just for the record it wouldn't be a "you beat the kid!?" type of smack but a "surprise but not that painful" type of smack. I refuse to beat a kid, spanking as discipline (not a beating kind of hard spanking) is okay.
I could go on with what I believe is right when raising a kid but this is about pies and I don't have any kids so I really don't get a say do I?
Before on top, after on bottom. They did make 24 like the recipe said. Link to recipe.
And no post would be complete without the vase of beautiful flowers Lauren put together for me.
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