Ah, the joys of Midwestern desserts.

Some things take time. Like cleaning up my son, after he practices Jello wrestling. With himself. And loses:

Note the black cherry Jello between the toes. That's a special place he tries to stash it, to hide it from Mama until she's within kicking range during the Time of Great Wiping. It is also behind and inside his ears (not shown), to provide extra incentive for a Thorough Bath.