The Big Boy learned an important life lesson.
He swallowed a too-big bite and started to rub his forehead.
"I have ice cream in my head."
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| He had no trouble polishing off his cone, despite the ice cream headache. |
The Wee One was like a machine, he polished off his own cone, then began to bounce between Hubs and I.
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| "Share sum?" |
The joy of watching their ice-cream bliss is only slightly marred by the somewhat amphetamine-like effect it has on them.
Post-ice cream they are a bit like flaming ping-pong balls of destruction.
I suppose all good things come with a price, no?
love the pics gave me a laugh and i sure needed one this morning ..wee one is like nana just loves ice cream ..
ReplyDeleteHow sweet! Warm weather, kid's, and ice cream...perfect.
ReplyDeleteLook at the Wee One's face - nice and sticky!
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