My Mom is in town and she brought us a couple of items.
As only my Mom would.
She saw something in the store and immediately thought of us.
You don’t know what those are?
On the left is an, “Old Man Marshmallow Pickled Head” and on the left is a “Witch Marshmallow Pickled Head.”
It’s not so much that we love Halloween (we don’t) – it’s more so that this is exactly why I am the way I am today.
My Mom’s personality is fantastic. SHE thought these were funny and knew that I would, as well.
I mean, how great is a marshmallow head in a jar? (Remember, I dressed my daughter up for Halloween as a peep.)
This, my friends, explains it all.