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Vandalized Pies

posted at 1/26/2010 2:48 AM EST
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Vandalized Pies “
Mom always started her baking regiment about a week before Thanksgiving. We watched in awe as mom turned ordinary ingredients into luscious mouth watering pies. The aroma’s that filled our house during this time was just unbelievable and too hard to resist, especially for 3 wide-eyed children. No matter how hard we begged, mom told us no, these pies are for Thanksgiving. I remember one particular Thanksgiving vividly. Mom had baked all day and there was a large array of baked goods on our counter cooling when we went to bed . My brothers and I couldn’t go to sleep that night. I don’t know if it was the though of all those pies on the counter, or the aroma’s of them trailing up the stairway into our rooms. My older brother and I was watching the large snowflakes floating down on the lawn as the winter winds was whipping it all around the yard. Our baby brother was sound asleep. We waited until we heard mom and dad go to bed . As soon as it was quiet, we headed down the long, winding, stairway. Of course we though we were being quiet as we moved down the squeaky old stairs (what were we thinking) ? We headed right to the kitchen where the pies were just sitting there begging us to indulged in their goodness . Well we got a couple of spoons and started digging into the pies. Oh we were right, they are delicious and we were enjoying not only one, but all 3 pies, when all of a sudden we heard something stirring. We froze in our tracks and couldn’t move for what seemed like minutes, but was really seconds. We looked at each other and threw our spoons into the trash, I suppose we though we were hiding the evidence ,
And ran upstairs and jumped into our beds, covered up and went right to sleep. The next morning we woke up to mom’s voice yelling up the stairway. Get up kids, breakfast is almost ready. We got out of bed and slowly headed down the stairway, thinking we would now have to face the consequences of our deeds the night before. We sat down at the table in silence. Mom was standing at the stove finishing up our scrambled eggs. There across the kitchen we could see the evidence of what we had done. Did we really make that big of a mess? I didn’t think we ate that much pie? About that time mom spoke up and said, well we had a mishap last night. Our hearts seemed to stop beating. We looked at each other and held our breath. Mom said, “Timmy must have got up on the counter last night and got into the pies.” You would never believe what a wave of relief waved over 2 mischievous children at that moment. We wouldn’t get into trouble after all , Timmy would get the blame. We were saved, all is well, we really got away with it. Yeah! Just about the time we were feeling really good about everything, mom informed us that she was not going to keep a dog that was going to get into her baked good. Daddy, you’ll have to take Timmy to the pound after breakfast. Everything seemed to freeze in time. Nothing was moving, our hearts seemed not to be beating. My brother and I looked at each other and neither of us could even move. We ate breakfast in silence that morning. Our minds were racing as we wondered what we should do now? We didn’t want Timmy to go to the pound, but what would mom and dad do to us if they knew we were the ones that got into the pies. Would they want to get rid of us to? It was quite a dilemma for a 5 and 7 year old to be in. Breakfast seemed to go on for an eternity that morning, but when it was finally over, dad looked at Timmy and said Ok boy, come on I have to take you to the pound now. Almost in unison my brother and I yelled NO it wasn’t Timmy, it was us, we ate the pies. There it was , the truth was out , what would mom and dad do now? They looked at us in amazement and said, What? When did you do that. We then explained that we had waited until they went to bed and we sneaked downstairs and ate some of the pies. “As if they didn’t know already” We are sorry we will never ever do it again. Please don’t take Timmy to the pound. And they didn’t. Mom and Dad talked about the vandalized pies for years to come and never let us forget it. I never realized till years later how wise our parents really were.
Author: Dena Maxwell

Vandalized Pies

posted at 1/26/2010 5:16 AM EST
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Very cute story!

Vandalized Pies

posted at 1/26/2010 6:16 AM EST
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What a great story. The truth had to come out!

Vandalized Pies

posted at 1/26/2010 6:23 AM EST
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Awesome story

Vandalized Pies

posted at 1/26/2010 6:36 AM EST
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Very sweet story The truth always comes out in the end. As if MoM didnt really knew the truth

Vandalized Pies

posted at 1/26/2010 6:40 AM EST
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What a awesome story very sweet love it for sure

Vandalized Pies

posted at 1/26/2010 7:03 AM EST
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I enjoyed your story! But we have one in our family, too --- but it REALLY was the dog that vandalized the Thanksgiving pie! And a stray at that! My mom went to her mom's (my grandma's) to collect her and my grandpa. She had a freshly baked pie and set it down on the front porch while she went inside (it was covered up and everything!). They were all going over to my uncle's that day. When they came out of the house, the pie was devoured and a stray dog was running away. ohhh,,,, was my mom EVER mad!

Vandalized Pies

posted at 1/26/2010 7:15 AM EST
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What a great memory

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posted at 1/26/2010 1:03 PM EST
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Great story.

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posted at 1/26/2010 2:17 PM EST
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I loved your story. At my house, that would have been my 2 older brothers!!They used to have me make a peach cobbler and then devour the whole thing before my parents got home!

Vandalized Pies

posted at 1/26/2010 10:15 PM EST
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You were very fortunate that you had very wise parents that loved you and YOUR DOG!

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posted at 1/26/2010 10:51 PM EST
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Clever parents! A great lesson in telling the truth.

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posted at 1/27/2010 2:27 AM EST
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Interesting

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posted at 1/27/2010 6:00 AM EST
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What a great story...and very wise parents. I loved reading this memory!

Vandalized Pies

posted at 4/22/2010 1:41 PM EDT
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Yes my mom and dad were very wise parents.Thanks for all your comments.

Re: Vandalized Pies

posted at 11/16/2010 9:28 PM EST
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Judy N

Oh that would be terrible. I bet the dog really enjoyed his Thanksgiving pie.

Re: Vandalized Pies

posted at 2/20/2011 7:55 PM EST
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What a sweet story!   And what a great lesson that was learned.

Re: Vandalized Pies

posted at 3/3/2011 11:10 PM EST
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What a wonderful story and a great lesson in telling the truth!

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