Advent day 11

[garcalian]

Mom served Dad a piece of pie. Instead of coming out the usual pretty picture of pastry perfecttion, it was crumbled and stirred and a disaster. It had stuck to the bottom of the pan. Mom was distraught. Dad picked up his fork and said, "it's okay. I've never been able to eat a whole piece of pie." We looked at him, dumbstruck. His food consumption was legendary. He said, "yeah, I always have to cut it up first."

It was the kindest thing I have ever heard anyone say.