Yummy Sand

Mommy makes me make cards for everything. Can you believe people have birthdays every year?  I've told her that three year olds should go to Target and pick out a card and make a hand print instead of signing their name.

Mommy disagreed and we ended up with this.

In our discussion, she said something unimportant and I might have replied with a completely appropriate but rude, "whoop de doo".  Why must I push my Mommy's buttons?

Mommy then let us do a really cool taste test.  She let us try something and then asked us all about it so we could use our words to describe it. She didn't tell us until the end that it's pop rocks.  Pop rocks ROCK!