The neighbors across the street were going to a wedding, but the baby sitter they had lined up for Logan changed her mind. We were happy to have the lively 5-year-old and offered to pick up teen Dennis from work. What could I find to feed us on short notice? Our menu was candy, pie, and cake. Read on; it’s not quite as bad as it sounds.

Logan almost immediately said he was hungry. Trying to act responsibly, I asked him to wait until dinner. The boy tried again with John as soon as he came in with Dennis. The pseudo grandpa walked straight to the M&M bowl we leave on the counter.

“So that’s where you keep it!” Logan exclaimed. Perhaps Dennis had mentioned candy at home. Old man and little boy counted out ten M&M’s.

I was rolling out pastry on the counter. If you had a bit of meat from the end of a spiral cut ham, some eggs, cheese, and onions, what would come to your mind? All I could think of was quiche, so a pie with meat in it was our entrée. Was that too fancy for boys? Not if you saw how they ate it.

The green peas were duly counted out – 20 down Logan’s hatch earned him a little chocolate cake. Wonder of wonders, he didn’t finish the cake because he wanted to have a Nerf gun war with Dennis!

After a brief shoot-‘em-up, we settled in front of the TV to watch “Frozen”, one of the videos Dennis brought over. If the fellows were bored, they didn’t show it. Although I didn’t choose it, I was happy to see a film that had been popular. Better late than never.

We made our own video clip showing one bit of fun from the evening.