After snapping some quick family photos, we changed our clothes and headed out for ice cream.  Rhys’ cone was almost as big as his head.  He loved every bite of his “strawberry sundae”! Even though, five seconds after sitting down he dropped it on the concrete. I quickly picked it up, wiped it off and said, “You will be fine eating this.” He didn’t make a scene or protest and for that moment, he became my favorite kid because that could have been very rough. 

Sunday evening ice cream runs have always been one of my most favorite things to do. Especially now with my own kiddos.