I came home from a looooooooooong day at the hospital the other day and Tommy was busy in the kitchen. I had been texting poor Tommy all day with all the drama I was dealing with at work (sometimes venting makes me feel better...it just does.) So when I came home I was all sorts of grumpy.
Tommy had tons of peaches all sliced up on the cutting board. When I asked him what the heck he was doing, he sweetly informed me that he was making me a pie. *awwwww*
My heart melted. A smile crept up that stayed on my face all night. My cutie pie made me a peach pie. We ate it with ice cream on the side. I fell a touch more in love with him...and I didn't know that was even possible.
The next day, we finished it off. Two people + 1 pie + 2 days = gone. Is that normal?
i probably would have finished it off in one :)
ReplyDeletewhat a sweetie pie!
Why, oh why, did I have to look at that last photo when I'm craving something sweet?
ReplyDeleteAwww! we would totally eat pie in two days. or what I usually make - crumble. I'm the "pie" maker in my house but I did come home to G making me dinner on Monday. It's ever so nice.
ReplyDeleteYes. I think that it is completely acceptable!
ReplyDeleteI think more than two days would hurt the pie's feelings. (Peaches get kinda pouty, you know.)
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