Petrified Marshmallow Brick

Michael located a bag of really old marshmallows in the pantry. He unwrapped his secret treasure and started devouring it with great pleasure. By the way, the marshmallows were so old they fused together. Evidence that kids will eat most anything if an abundance of sugar is involved. Michael chewing on his petrified find. He giggled profusely, "This is my sandwich!" He said with great enthusiasm. Nice dream buddy...
"No really Mom, I like it."

Sarah wanting to take a bite. Michael relents after some prodding, "Fine Fifi, only one bite." he says with great exasperation.

Sarah is sad, "Hey! I didn't even get a piece!"

The petrified marshmallow brick has now been confiscated by the baby

Chew. Chomp. Gurgle. Mmmm.... "This tastes better than stinky organic vegetables mama!"

Michael has eyed his brother chomping on his puffy treasure and snags it! "Wah!" Joshy proclaims.

The brick is carried off by big brother and only remnants of its disgusting carcass are left on my office mat.The sad thing is even the dog won't eat it. That says something right there...