Sunday, June 3, 2012

They scream. . .

and we get ice cream! Well, not right away, but after sitting through a traditional church service, being unloaded and loaded in the car at two lunch stops, quick wardrobe changes in the middle of Zaxby's parking lot and Finley's absolute terror over the sailfish at Harvest Moon I decided to teach my babes about my favorite medicine: Ice cream. Breaker is less than a week shy of when I would give him sweets. I was done though. DQ to the rescue.

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