Sommer wanted to be a rockstar. Then she wanted to be Lego Princess Leah. Then she wanted to be a nerd. Finally, yesterday (yes, two days before Halloween) she decided on being a jellyfish. Dozens of curling ribbon and bubble wrap strips later, she's got her wish.
I've made Graveyard Pudding every year since I've become a mom. Peyton wouldn't pass on it this year, even with a Healthy snack rule at school. She insists that her teacher will forgive it this one time, for this very special occasion. I'm just going to pretend I didn't hear that. Or make this.