Where's Fudgie???

Who knew that these simple words could create terror in a 2 year old?  Ok, I'd better back up and tell you the whole story.  So, on Saturday Liam had his baseball team pictures at Sunset Park here in Brentwood. It was a beautiful day, and there were families and kids in baseball uniforms everywhere.  They had food booths and t-shirt booths, and balloons and, for the importance of our story, an ice cream stand.  An ice cream stand that sold "fudgesicles".  So here we are standing around chatting with Dave and Chere from church, waiting for Liam's team to finish taking their pictures.  Down the path, coming towards us, is an 8 foot brown Fudgesicle Pop with a hat that says, "Fudgie".  We point it out to Caedmon and wave at him/her friendly-like.  Caedmon's eyes get huge and he does this cling-on move to Ryan where he glues himself as close to Ryan's chest as he can!  So, we keep saying, "It's alright, it's just Fudgie the popsicle!", but he's havin' none of that.  So Fudgie walks away, but every now and then Ryan asks Caedmon, "Where's Fudgie?", and he immediately grabs one of us in the cling-on move again.  He was terrified of this popsicle-man!  We even asked him later when we were at home, "Where's Fudgie?" and he froze and looked around in terror!  I know- we're sick parents.  Well, anyways, I'll include pictures of Liam's first t-ball game.  Unfortunately I didn't get any of Liam looking at the camera.  This seems to be his new phase.  He either smiles really goofy, or he looks away with the "serious" pose.