For a Relief Society activity on March 17th we had a pie making contest. Only 7 people signed up to bring pies and they were supposed to double as our dessert. Seeing as I was in charge of the event by default, I made 5 pies. Jay wanted to make one as well. He rolled out his crust, just like I do, and then he and Nathan pressed it into the shell. They decided it was more important to use up all the dough and Jay thought some areas needed more than others. He then decided to put chocolate chips on the dough (no recipe is complete without this favorite ingredient). Then for some reason butter was the next addition. Yep, he buttered it like a slice of bread, poured on some shamrock cake decorations and then went in search of the Winnie-the-Pooh cake topper from his first birthday party.
He then insisted that we enter it in the pie contest. Here is is, on the table, pie #1. He asked what you needed to win the contest and I told him that the pies would be judged on how they looked and how they tasted. He wanted to know if there was a category just for "cute." I told him we would have to see. Jay won a prize for the best pie from the Primary. He won a package of rope. Later that night he told me that the rope was the best prize ever and he couldn't be happier. I wouldn't let him eat the pie.
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