Dessert first

Today there was something in the air. A sneaky, fabulous breeze blowing....being so delicious that you were tricked into believing that it was Friday the whole day. Well, what can you do with a day like that? You get to dinner time and realize...drats it is only Thursday!

Well, we decided to take care of business our way....if it is only Thursday...well guess what-we are gonna eat ice cream before we eat dinner...so take that Thursday evening! And all that kept playing in my mind was the phrase, "ice cream, ice cream, ice cream" so we had it.

I think few things are as adorable as little kids in ice cream parlors. I mean, if we are honest, ice cream parlors make us all feel giddy like a child. Rows of ice cream choices, flavors unlimited....I get smiley just thinking on it. So when I saw my little beans getting squirrely about a scoop of cold cream, my night was almost as fantastic as Friday nights are. Mission accomplished and all because we ate dessert first.

 And then Judah's cone started really dripping. Which was troubling to him, but no matter how many times you tried to tell him he needed to lick it fast-he just couldn't do it.

 So Nate helped him out....which made Judah think that his ice cream was being eating by someone other than himself....which made him have a meltdown. One. Huge. Meltdown.

                                                 At least we had dinner to look forward to;)