A P.O.C. is a Poop on Command and Kev has mastered the art. Anytime he wants out of his crib he P.O.C.s and then yells "Ahnay! Ahnay!" until one of us rescues his delicate tush from the foul matter.
Since no one who was eligible to win (ahem, Mom!) got the correct answer, two batches of cookies went out - one to a dear reader in Wisconsin and one to my Grandmother.
So, the new contest - can you guess which food prompted the vast array of faces below?
The prize is (again) a dozen decorated cookies to be sent out in a most untimely fashion! Everyone's eligible as long as you weren't present at our house during this meal! Place your guess in the comment box - first correct answer wins!
(And look at that, three days, three posts! Oh my goddess. What is going on!?!?)
