Wednesday, September 28, 2016
Madeline burst through the front door after school, ravenous, as always. "Hi, Mom! I'm home! What can I have for a snack?" Before I could answer, she spied it. "Mom, what is that on the counter? Did you make apple crisp?!" I said I did, and it was available for eating, not to be saved or given away. Maddy already had a spoon in hand, and scooped herself a large serving. Soon, she was on to a second. "I know you made this because you had apples to use up-- and love. You put a lotta love in this apple crisp, Mom."