I need more Pie in my life

Last night for Scott’s birthday we had our families come over to celebrate.  And we celebrated with pie.  Lots of homemade all from scratch pie.  Well, pies.  It was definitely plural.

I made a pumpkin and a banana cream, and my mother saved the day by making apple and a rhuberry pie.  (I’ll share the recipe for rhuberry pie soon, oh my hello it is delicious!)  I have an empty crust ready to fill up with lemon meringue, but I didn’t get to that.  Ah well, I still have tomorrow.  And I still have homemade pudding in the fridge from the banana cream… and there’s a teensy bit of pumpkin left… and if I tell you that we had 32 slices of available pie and there was only 13 of us that did any tasting, and three of them were under 8 and only had one piece each, and we ended the night with only three pieces of pie left… well if I tell you all that, will you promise not to do the math and tell me that I shouldn’t have eaten those last four pieces?  Great.  Thanks.