It all began quite innocently,
filling the pie shells.
"Ya know, it's getting kinda warm...."
"....that's better, now I can focus on getting the job done."
"Alright, Mom, you just step aside. I'll take it from here."
"This is my kinda cooking....a total disaster."
"Good job, Mom, you cleaned up a bit, now I can get CRAZY!"
"Who needs a rolling pin???"
"Sweet, there's an imprint of my belly button!"
***word to the wise....don't eat pie at the Bell house ~