Daddy requested pumpkin bars this weekend and I obliged...but it sort of turned into pumpkin cake....delicious nonetheless, just loftier. Daddy promptly dug in and finished off approximately 3/4 of the cake in two days....until Marsh caught wind that the cake was being vacuumed by his father. ;-) He VERY much enjoyed the cake as well and wanted to be sure he got his fair share. Today the last piece sat waiting for a VanOort male to pounce. And the medium sized one did...much to his father's chagrin. ;-)
Why did you let him eat my last pumpkin bar? Why? Why?
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