Une grenouille au pays des ours blancs

When my two were little, their artistic natures could be played upon: I remember doing all sorts of silly things to create art out of food, such as cutting carrots crosswise into 'carrot pennies,' and we made hotdogs into octopuses by slitting them into several strips lengthwise except for the top inch or so. When cooked, the 'legs' curled up quite satisfactorily.

They continue this tradition even today, as twenty-somethings: last year on Dave's birthday, Ben made him a cake and bought a package of those pre-formed "Happy Birthday" frosting letters. Except that he ate a couple, and wrote "Hippy Bathday" on the cake....