We went for ice cream today. It was one of those spur-of-the-moment, "We're really doing this," spontaneous, outrageous (read: desperate) things you do when you're a parent. Okay, maybe not "outrageous" to most parents. I admit that Bob and I are a little conservative on the sweets.
Bode and Gianna have never had ice cream. I thought it was time!!!
Oh, who am I kidding? I wanted ice cream.
Actually, I feel the tiniest bit bad that Bob wasn't there with us. But then, I wouldn't be doing this if Bob were here.
Bode was first. I picked him up and let him study the ice cream case. We talked about the flavors and the colors. He picked "blue" which was cotton-candy flavored. I put him down and asked for a sugar cone with one small scoop. Then I presented the ice cream cone to Bode with a flourish. He turned away. He had no interest. I talked about how ice cream is yummy, how it is made with milk, etc. But he didn't even want to try it. "Fine," I said and went to ask for a cup to hold his unwanted cone.
Then I ordered a vanilla cone for Gianna. She grabbed that cone and knew exactly what to do with it. She took a bite. And then another. And then another. And then another. And on and on.
She practically GROWLED at me when I tried to take the ice cream cone away from her.
And then she washed it all down with a bottle of milk. Bode eventually tried his ice cream. I think watching Gianna chow down on her cone got him a little bit curious. But he wasn't an instant fan. This is probably the one and only time that I will have to 'force' ice cream on Bode.
Hope your Thursday is sweet!
xo
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