Pumpkin Cream Cheese Turnovers

Remember when, in another recent pumpkin post, I told a story about my nephew trying to decide whether or not he should be a dog?  This one little story has spawned a myriad of conversations in my life.

My mother tells me that it is a very real thing for little boys, deciding which animal/superhero/imaginary creature to become for their life’s pursuit.  This is actually not hard to believe at all.

Should I be a lion or a crocodile?
SpiderMan or Batman?
Luke Skywalker or Yoda?
A giant or a dragon?

Decisions, decisions.

Robb explained it to me in great detail.  He said he doesn’t understand how girls play.  “They just talk!”  And by that, he means the dolls don’t ever get violent.  They never even try to push anyone off a cliff or shoot them with an arrow.  “What’s fun about that?”

He went on to describe what he would do with two dolls/action figures.  It started with one of them standing near the edge of the table so that he could fall off the cliff, probably into some lava.  The other one climbed the tower (my cup full of Diet Coke) and shot things at the first one.

This kind of play would literally never occur to me.

The conversation turned to a debate between which superhero is best.  And not a debate between Robb and me… a debate between Robb and Robb.  SuperMan is too powerful… Batman has no powers at all… SpiderMan has that cool spidey sense… Iron Man has technology… It was making my head spin.  The only thing that both Robbs could agree on is that no one wants to be the Hulk.

The Fruitarian agreed.  This 14 year old has been the king of imaginary play since he was born.  If we took his toys away from him, his fingers would become action figures.  He confessed to being kind of an Iron Man guy.  Except Thor has that cool hammer.  When he throws the hammer, it comes back to him.  Like a jedi.  But that hammer is way more cool than a light sabre.  Batman and SpiderMan are awesome, too.  But no one wants to be the Hulk.

I’m seriously exhausted from listening to all these boys make all these completely imaginary decisions.  My life is much more consumed with boring old practical decisions like what to make for breakfast.  This is literally a decision that plagues my life.

Why isn’t there a superhero that swoops in and makes meals?  There totally should be.

That superhero would never get any sleep.

Sometimes you just have to make the decision easier.  Puff pastry + pumpkin + cream cheese is a total no-brainer.  Is it a healthy breakfast?  Not so much.  But is it tasty? Absolutely.

Is anyone else disturbed by how many breakfast foods can double as desserts?

If you enjoy this recipe, you might also enjoy:

Pumpkin Cheesecake Hand Pies from Created by Diane

Pumpkin Gingersnaps from Jen’s Favorite Cookies

Apple Turnovers from Chocolate Moosey

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