My 365: Ice Cream (or not)
By some bizarre genetic coincidence, I have managed to produce a child who DOESN’T LIKE ICE CREAM.
I kid you not … when we go to the local ice cream joint, he asks for a plain cone, hold the ice cream.
Oh well, he’s easier to clean up this way, I guess!
That’s okay, Kiddo … it just leaves more ice cream for Mommy. 😉