Mmmmm! Ice cream!
Whatcha got, DaDa?
There's nothing sweeter than pursed baby lips-- not even ice cream!
For a while, he wouldn't eat it. He just kept touching his lips to the ice cream.
Nicholas was very excited that he got a free "baby" cone.
Flavor? Cotton candy with pop rocks. Bleh!
Isn't it great to have a choice?
Nicholas, trying covertly to give Grimmauld, his Webkinz, some cone.
No words.
After ice cream, we came home, had family meeting (some day I'll have to post our minutes. They're a hoot.) and the read a chapter of Prisoner of Azkaban.
1 comments:
So cute!
Ice cream and summer seem to go hand and hand.
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