Hooray for three-day weekends!
"What? It's a three-day weekend? Awesome! Wait. What does that mean?"
"Meh. Every day is a weekend in my world."
Any guesses what we did after dinner?
Here's a clue...
And another hint...
Yep. Ice cream cones on the patio. I think it's an appropriate farewell to summer.
Caleb was pretty pleased with the whole situation.
Daisy, meanwhile, had to be content with chewing on her hands. Poor kid. I wonder if I could make breast milk ice cream... Actually, that thought kind of grosses me out. Let's pretend I didn't think it at all.
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