Maybe this isn’t even funny – but I cracked up.
Remember my uncle was here a couple of weeks ago and I made a chocolate pie. They were staying at Branson. He was here Thursday so I sent half the pie back with him because Chad, Nicole and Addie were going to Branson on Friday to spend the weekend with him.
When I picked Addie up this past Friday, I asked her if she had some of the chocolate pie and she said yes and it was delicious. I asked her if she wanted me to make another one for Thanksgiving and she said yes. Today I made it.
We ordered pizza (delivery – YAY to living in a world where pizza is delivered to your house!). The pizza arrived. We all got ready to eat.
Addie wanted to stick her finger in the “icing” which was the meringue and I told her no.
She sat down at the table where the pizza was being served.
Addie: What kind of stuffing does it have?
Me: There is no stuffing.
Addie: I know there is some kind of stuffing.
This went on too long. Finally . .
Me: OK . . it’s stuffed with snot!
Addie: No it isn’t. I think it’s stuffed with chocolate.
Me: Addie! It is NOT!
Addie: You told me it was just like the pie you made for Goob (uncle).
Me: Are you talking about the pie or the pizza?
Addie: The pie!
Me: Yes . . it’s stuffed with chocolate but you don’t call it stuffing – you call it filling!
Who ever heard of a pie filling being called stuffing??