What would they call this Ice Deli flavor?

On Monday afternoon, my dad was at work in the office, my mom was teaching, I was asleep in my room, Scott was downstairs, Julie was in Washington, Amy was in Florida, Lyndsey was just plain missing and Kevin and Lexie were happily making chocolate pudding together. I had just come downstairs, wrapped in a blanket, my hair all over the place and my eyes crusted half-close, and I saw my two little lovebugs involved over a dessert bowl. Precious.

My mom came home later, and by chance, all three of us were in the kitchen again, each doing our own thing. My mom leaned over the half-eaten bowl of pudding and made a face. "What is THIS?" she asked, wrinkling her nose. My mom would eat chocolate off the bottom of her shoe. I didn't know what she was complaining about. "It's chocolate pudding, Mom," I said. She stared at it once more. "I see that - but why is it green?"

Huh? I walked over and peered in the bowl with her. There was indeed a day-glo green haze in the dark brown goop.

"Oh," Kevin said, casually, "Lexie added green food coloring."

My mom and I glanced at each other, raising our eye brows. Now why on EARTH. Lexie didn't keep us waiting long.

"I wanted to make it look like diarrhea," she replied.

I wish I could say we only laughed for an hour or two. But no. We're still laughing.