and we were surprised by 15 minutes of total silence and fascination except for occasional humming and giggles of joy...
There was also a pudding dance. Really... She did this:
Then she did this:
And then she finished with this move:
Oh honestly, we all feel this way about pudding at our house.
If it were socially acceptable, and not so sticky, I'm sure many
of us would smear it all over our faces.
So this was total joy.
Two words of advice:
Don't overcook the pudding.
Make your own whipped cream...
I'm gonna go dance now.