OK, when I was little, we used to eat these things called "fudge-o's" - they are frozen fudge bars, but I don't think they're called that anymore (consumers are way too smart nowadays to buy a frozen edible treat that sounds like an accident that happens in your pants). ANYWAY, I bought a box of them at the store the other day and not surprisingly, the boys love them. So I taught them to run around saying, "fudge-o" in a high-pitched voice and it's hilarious. Well, Jude doesn't understand that if you set your fudge-o down on the carpet, it's going to melt and make a huge mess (and that's just what he did). I took his froze treat away and he threw a fit, rolling around on the ground shouting, "Fudge-oooooooo," "Fudge-ooooooooo." It was cracking us up so bad (does that make me a bad mom?) because he had fudge-o all over his face and his hair was all crazy, and well, I guess you just had to be there (at least you might be able to understand by seeing ths photo).


Can you see the chocolate on his shirt? The top photo shows chocolate all over his face and the bottom photo shows him saying, "Fudge-O!"