Ice-cream!

Ice-cream for pudding this evening.  The eldest raced off to get the cones and I added some sprinkles to much delight.  The youngest burst into floods of tears when he finished his ice-cream, so I think it was a hit.  Given their paternal love of ice-cream (father, grandfather and brother in law), it's hardly a surprise.  Ice-cream for breakfast wasn't unheard of for my husband when he was growing up.

In  other news, we have a new TV - feeling very 21st century.  Even in my rather low-tech world, I think it's pretty good.