Husband: You're making me pecan pie for Thanksgiving, right?
Me: Oh, um, eeeeee. I don't know babe. There will be tons of food at our family's Thanksgiving. I think my sister is making apple, I'm making a pumpkin cheesecake and my mom is making regular pumpkin.
Husband: Whaaaat? That's my favorite pie! You're not going to make it for me this year?
Me: Well, I mean, I'm already making so much food. No one really likes it - it's like a corn syrup jelly with pecans on it, you know? Just a little overkill, right?
Husband: What are you talking about? Your mom loves it and you eat it all the time. Actually you eat so much of it when we have it, I get that panicky feeling like I can't trust you alone with it.
Me: Like you with my KIND bars? *opens drawer* Holy crap, you ate all of my KIND bars!