Time lapse

We had blueberry pie tonight. It was pretty awesome, I have to say. The lemon was prominent. Love it. And I even made a lattice crust. Because I could. And here it is:

So we gave BC some of the pie and a touch of ice cream. She ate a bit of the pie and all of the ice cream, demanded more ice cream, and gave up on the pie when she learned that no ice cream would be forthcoming. Later in the evening I said, "You didn't care for that blueberry pie, did you?"

"No," she said. "I like peach pie."

"Oh really? When have you had peach pie?"

"Um, it was about five weeks ago, I fink."

"Really? Huh. I didn't remember that."

"Mm. Yeah. It was maybe when I was at law school."

"At *law school*" I asked, incredulously.

"Mm-hmm. There was a bug on the table and I hit the table and it went away."

"Oh. When did you go to law school?"

"Probly about four weeks ago."

My worst fears for my child are coming true. She'll be part of yet another generation of lawyers.