When I was a kid there was one late night that my sister and I were up with my Dad. Somehow we convinced my Dad to let us dunk our faces in a giant can of pudding. It was the HUGE one you can buy at Warehouse Clubs....vanilla. I will never forget how much fun we had standing in the dimly lit kitchen late at night giggling at the pudding on our faces, all while mom slept just close by. One day recently the memory surfaced and I told JP. Of course he wanted to do it, so we got tubs of whipped topping and dove in. I hope that in 20 years as he is just going about his regular days that the memory of this silly moment makes him laugh. There is really nothing better than a small random thought popping into your head and giving you a smile.