Judging from my posts, last night was my third Pie Night (and my second cherub).
Pie Night began eight years ago in Altadena when the Schwartzes decided to make good use of the pumpkins they'd grown in their garden. They whipped up some pies, invited a few neighbors and a tradition was born. Now a lot more people come, and because everyone brings a pie there are a lot more pies. The youngest Schwartz is proud to say they're the number one hit when you Google the words, "pie night."
Last night was balmy. The kids got hopped up on the sugar in the pies and ran a screaming game of tag in the dark. The adults got hopped up on sugar, too. I'll bet everyone slept well, for different reasons.