Apple Pie

Reese and I were walking through walmart, on a mission to find the ingredients for a peach cobbler to make my husband, Shaylon. Being from a very small town, it's impossible to go anywhere without bumping into someone you know. And without fail, this trip was no different. We had been in walmart for possibly 2 minutes when we ran into a sweet, elderly lady we know quite well.

Woman to Reese: "Hi, Reese! How are you?"

Reese: "I'm good....."

*Before I continue, I should probably enlighten you that the cute, elderly lady was wearing an adorable crochet beret quite similar to the example below*













As I am on every outting with Reese, I was on guard. I was waiting for that moment when someone would get too close to Reese's pretty face and she would so nice and politely encourage them to brush their teeth or when she tells the nice lady stocking the shelf that "Mommy and daddy fight so bad! Daddy sleeps on the couch ....he likes the couch though." Only to have the woman reply: "Sweety, they only fight so they can make up." *wink wink*.
Oh yes both situations have occurred.... within the past 2 weeks. Heaven help me for having such an honest hearted, loud mouthed 3 year old.

*Back to the story at hand*

Woman to Reese: "Have you been playing outside today?"

Reese: "No. Not today. It's kinda too cold."

Woman: "Yeah. It is kind of cold. It was warm yesterday. I even got to work in my garden yesterday. But today I had to put on some warmer clothes."

Reese: "Is that why you're wearing that hat."

Woman: "Yes, Ma'am."

*Reese draws a breath ready to reply and my next thoughts are*

"Dear God, please help it to be polite.... Please help it to be polite! Please God...."

Reese: "......It looks like an apple pie. I loooooove apple pie!"

*Thank you, God. .......I think.*

Woman to Reese: "I thought it looked more like a cherry pie but apple is good too." :D