In high school I sang in the local choir. We had a trick for what to do when you forgot the lyrics to a particular song: Stop singing and slowly mouth “watermelon, watermelon…” until you could join back in. To be honest – it wasn’t the best strategy – but we were high schoolers. We were generally well-versed in the art of bad decision making.
Now, “watermelon, watermelon” has a totally different meaning. I’m having a watermelon moment these days. First, I made these – and now we’re making mini cards. Both are incredibly easy to do.