Confabulating about pumpkins, by Windham

Windham and I were sitting after dinner, chatting. He was telling me how Harper said she wanted pie yesterday, advocating for his sister to get some cake AND pie after the dinner they didn't eat, which is most nights. I said, "We can make a pie together tomorrow night. What kind of pie would you like to make with me?" He said pumpkin, then set off on the following confabulation. Oh the unbearable cuteness of almost 3 (in 1 1/2 months!).