“Okay, you tussled in the snow with Midnight, let’s get you warmed up. You want some hot cider? Or cocoa? Or are you hungry? A little snack before dinner?”
“Do you have butterly pie?” Janie asked.
Cady stared down at her.
Shannon bumped Kath with her shoulder.
The dust was again rising.
“I…no, honey. I don’t have any of that,” Cady answered.
“You made us butterly pie and it was yummy. Mommy and I loved it. Mommy said to be sure to say thanks, so thanks!”