And besides, it wasn't just any old peach pie. It was the special pie, that A (age 10) made together with her grandmother.
The children looked a little puzzled as they watched me dipping it up.
"Really?" they asked. "We're really having pie for breakfast?"
Instead of answering, I hit play on Brian Hall's "Pumpkin Pie For Breakfast", which I had downloaded from Amazon (you can go there to hear a snippet of the song, if you're not familiar with it). It cost me 99 cents, but it was worth it to watch the children's confusion turn first to annoyance, as the folksy, kid-songish notes began to play, and then to amusement, as they caught the words of the chorus:
"How 'bout some pumpkin pie for breakfast, and some Digimon juice,
Pokemon cereal, with marshmallow Pikachus?
How 'bout some pumpkin pie for breakfast, and some Power Ranger punch,
Obi-Wan Kenobi Fritos in your Darth Maul lunch?
How 'bout some pumpkin pie for breakfast?"
By the time the song ended, everyone was eating happily, except for G, who didn't want pie, unless she could have ice cream with it, and D, who likes routine, and was disturbed at the lack of muffins on the table.
In other words, we were back to normal.
It's great to be a homeschooler.