"Mama, when you go to the store, could you get some pie tins?" my daughter asked.
"Why? Are you planning on doing some baking?" I replied.
"No. I'm going to make mud pies."
I went to the store and got pie tins. Afterwards, my daughter, son, and some of their friends went into the back woods to bake up their mud pie concoctions. I was pleased that they chose not to bring these things into the house.
"What did you do with your mud pies?" I asked when my kids came back inside.
"Oh, we fed them to the pumpkins," said my daughter. "We're hoping the food will help them grow." (Our neighbors behind us threw their pumpkins from Halloween into our woods. Instead of cleaning them up, my kids are trying to grow a pumpkin patch.)
So maybe the mud pies are going to turn into pumpkin pies. One can only hope!