I thought it would be nice to have a pie today. David insisted on chocolate. David loves pie. (Actually, it's more the idea of pie that he's in love with--especially since we celebrate Pi(e) Day, thanks to Aunt Charity.) So I whipped up one of those super easy chocolate pudding/cool whip pies. (And I even managed to screw that up. Apparently, the ratio of pudding mix to cool whip must be exactly right. Who knew.)
After we dished out slices for everyone, the pie looked like this:
David then firmly instructed us, "No eating anymore pie!" He explained, the rest is for Baby Jesus. Since it's His birthday.
