I Scream, You Scream!

I'm not a huge fan of ice cream. I mean, I'll certainly enjoy a scoop if one is offered to me, but I don't stock it in my freezer. Don't get me wrong, I've got my vices when it comes to food, but ice cream just isn't one of them. I don't crave it. I don't bask in it's goodness.

Last week I realized that because of my disinterest though, I've unintentionally kept my sweet child from exploring his potential love-affair with it. Oops! My mom was in town and was trying to think of a date she could go on with the little guy and suggested Dairy Queen, so I encouraged the trip. Evidently he was a fan, so TK and I went again with him this past weekend.

Sawyer got a twist and I got vanilla with sprinkles. I AM a huge fan of rainbow sprinkles. Huge fan. I shared and let him take a handful. Chicago has been brutal this summer, so it was nice to actually get outside and enjoy a tolerable temperature!