Pumpkin Pie Foot

Today I got up early. It was important that I not sleep in. (Even though I really wanted to.) I was taking a pumpkin pie to preschool today for Mr Jackson's Thanksgiving party. I worked quickly getting the butter cut into small pieces as I started a breakfast of rice cereal cooking. Boomer informed me that he needed some medicine because he didn't feel well. He made a little cough that I thought he was giving for effect and then he began to throw up on the floor. He hadn't eaten yet so it was mostly water (thankfully). I escorted him quickly to the garbage can where he threw up a few more times.
After assuring he was o.k. I washed my hands and mixed up the pumkin pie filling. I continued stirring the rice cereal and began making the pie crust. I haven't made a crust for years so I was a little nervous. Luckily, the crust appeared to turn out well. I poured in the filling and put it into the oven to bake for 50 minutes. It looked beautiful. Something I would be proud to put my name on.
When we got to preschool, the teacher hadn't opened the door yet. Jackson got out of the car and proclaimed that he was too cold and he was getting back in. I dropped off a carseat that I was holding and came back to get the pumpkin pie. When I took the paper towel off that was covering it, I saw the orange perfection with a smashed out middle. It had been stepped on and I knew who the cuprit was. Jackson got a tongue thrashing: "Honey, you stepped on the pie, I worked so hard on that and I am so frustrated. I can't believe you did that. " Mind you, this was said in a very cranky way, not the loving way he deserved. He started to cry and then after a minute of me fuming, I realized I was the one to blame. He didn't know it was there. He certainly didn't do it on purpose. It really was my fault for putting it on the floor. That's where feet go, not pies!
I spent the next five minutes telling him how sorry I was and asking for forgiveness. I told him he could have some of the unstepped on pie when he got home. When we finally took a bite into it the crust was hard and thick. I think Jackson actually did me a favor by stepping on it.

Michelle