Sequoia baked a pie today in her oven. It was made with her ingredients of choice, crayons and yarn scraps. Once she had the oven ready and the pie mixed, she placed the pie in the oven. Then she realized she had forgotten something!
She took the pie out of the oven and dug through her animal puzzles until she found what she was looking for. She held the green parrot aloft and exclaimed "Pie bird!" She then placed it in the middle of her pie. Then said, "All set." After the pie baked for a few seconds, we all enjoyed her delicious, fabulous, and marvelous pie!
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And the Pie Bird tradition is set! I'm sure it was yummy as could be.
A long line of pie-baking ancestors look on with pride from their little blue clouds - apparently my Mama's Mama made the best pies in all of Oregon - and I can personally vouch for my Daddy's Mama's baking ability.
Now for the Christmas Braid.
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