aka The Frazzled Mom
We took the kids for an ice cream. It was a hot afternoon and a perfect treat for a hectic day. Their eyes seemed to grow twice as large at the selections behind the glass. We each ordered our own. My son picked the latest Spiderman 3 flavor and his sister decided to follow his example and asked for the same (see the picture of bright blue and red ice cream). To answer the obvious question: yes, it does stain and turns their lips to a dark shade of purplish-blue.
My husband is smart, I *guess*. He orders peanut butter in chocolate, which the rest of the family hates. So his ice cream is safe. I often order the Gold Medal Ribbon: vanilla ice cream with strips of chocolate ice cream and strips of caramel. Yum! It is inevitable that my daughter wants some of my ice cream. And, like a typical mom, I share. Isn’t that how kids learn, by example? I’ll just keep telling myself that…
At any rate, she chose to abandon her ice cream for more of mine. We were getting ready to leave, so I left her to hold my cone while I cleaned up. As we headed out the door, I asked for my ice cream. She turned to me, empty handed.
Um… where is my ice cream?
Oh, she threw it away. Of course she did, ’cause, you know…she was done with it.
Yeah, um, ok…I didn’t want anymore anyway.
Next time, I’ll be on guard! We’ll probably have to eat it together like the picture below.
I love my kids, I love my kids, I love my kids…