The scene in 2012, the night before Thanksgiving:
Me: You know what would have been good? If we had thought for you to get pie when you just went to the store yesterday.
C-Man: That is true.
Me: And I think I want pie. I’m sorry I’m only saying this now, but I thought it would be better to say it at 6pm today than at 11am tomorrow morning.
C-Man: Sweetie, are you trying to apologize for wanting pie?
Me: Yes, I think I am apologizing for wanting pie.
C-Man: I’m sorry, I don’t accept that.
What’s been in our fridge since yesterday at 1:30pm: