The Hedgehog

We've got a friend who turned 8 last week.

She's pretty cool.

One of the best things about this kid is she knows what she likes, and she likes good things, because she's an artist at heart. Just like her mom.

Her mom and her Aunt Patti do this thing every year when they pretend to heed the kid's wishes but really provide excellent coolie cups for all their reprobate friends.

And we appreciate it.

Her fifth birthday?

The Unicorn.

Sixth?

The Penguin.

Seventh?

Oh, just neveryoumind about that.

And her eighth?

Why, The Hedgehog, of course.

Wait, did somebody say hedgehog?

Mermaid Cupcake Goddess Rachel strikes again.

But why you ask. Why? Why The Hedgehog this year?

Simple. The eight-year-old asked for it. Brilliantly:

Voilà.