I scream, you scream

We went to an amazing birthday party over the weekend. It was at an ice cream factory. No, really, and we have a pint of vanilla ice cream in the fridge that the boy helped make. To top it off, it was Star Wars themed. I think it may have been the boy's favorite day ever.

There's a joke that I'd been saving (mostly because I wasn't sure how I was going to illustrate it), and I felt like today was its day to shine.

When I picked the boy up, he was making variations of this joke to varying degrees of success. I think the one that made him laugh the hardest was booty cream. That's one doodle I won't be sending to school with his lunch!