To The Ice Cream Store

After dinner tonight, we thought ice cream sounded like a good idea. We would ride the bicycles. We asked Bryson if he wanted ice cream, and he said he did.

After biting into Amber’s cone once and feeling the pain of the cold on his teeth, he decided he really didn’t want ice cream after all. We couldn’t even convince him to lick it with his tongue. He did still manage to get some in his hair though.

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One Response to To The Ice Cream Store

  1. David C says:

    That situation has never happened with this household, but if it does, I would not mind eating the extra ice cream.

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