You guys, that big giant thing at the bottom isn't a table, it's a coin. Those chocolate bears are almost invisibly small! Squee!
Now that I'm getting older and slowing down a little (LIES!) and not raging six nights a week like I once did, I can imagine eating bright green donuts shaped like sweet little bears without feeling queasy in the least. There was a time when even the hint of breakfast would send me wretching. I'm happy to be able to appreciate the cuteness and whimsy of green icing.
If only every teacup came with an expectant little bear faces. Don't worry bears, I'll give you a lovely warm home in my belly where you can hang out with your friends roast chicken, potatoes and kale. It will be nice to see them again won't it?
Rilakkuma has such a neutral expression on his face, I'm always wondering if he might be silently judging everything I do. Then you go and present me with a whole platter of silent judgy bear faces like this and I'm early put off my lunch.