{25/365} ice cream

I picked up from his grandparents' house not long ago and was surprised to see him with an ice cream cone in his hand -- he'd never had ice cream, as far as I'd known. He still had it in his hand when it was time to put him in the car seat, which seemed like a messy idea to me. Grandpa said, "Mommy doesn't want you to have this -- but it is okay, you can have more ice cream next time you come here." (Oh, really? Sigh.) Now Jack asks for "ice" regularly, but since we tend to give him apple sauce or yogurt instead of ice cream, I think he thinks they all fit under the category, "ice." The above, however, is the real deal. Lucky boy.