Saturday, October 15, 2011

poi

So I read Kate "Harold and the Purple Crayon" tonight, and we get to the part where Harold makes all the pies. And I say, as I always do, "poi," because that's the way Grandpa R used to say it.

And Kate says, "Daddy! It's not 'poi.' It's PIE."

So I keep on reading. And there were all nine kinds of poi that --

"DADDY! It's PIE, not 'poi'!" And she was laughing now and so was I.

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