Growing up, I made pie crust from scratch. There was no such thing as store bought EVER. My mom was a master at it and she passed that trait to me. I have followed that religiously, and am working to teach Laura how to be a master. Today, I might have slipped a little… I can just hear my mom now, “You BOUGHT pie crust?!? Did I not teach you anything? What is wrong with you?” I am well aware that my mother is glaring down at me disappointed (I might be smiling just a bit at that). However, I found a homemade pop tarts recipe and I figured maybe it would be easier just this one time. So, I’m sorry, Mom, and I promise that it will never, ever happen again! I love you though and miss you every day!