Ice Cream in your underwear, what could be better? That's the way I eat mine. Don't forget the Parrish household can sometimes be a clothing optional place. Such as our pool in the summer or any other given moment when clothes are just too cumbersome and constricting, since we do live in Florida and are therefore closer to the equator. Even Adeline has gotten the hang of the ice cream cone thing. Out of the three kids, she was the one to completely finish hers. Granted she dropped it in the grass a handful of times and fell over a couple of times, but she persevered and conquered the cone. This weekend we are alone as daddy is in Biloxi on a mandatory Navy reserve weekend. Oooh sounds tough huh?
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The grass and then dirt surely made the cone taste better. Parker likes to take his grapes, roll them n the mulch at the park, then eat them. Maybe our little ones are budding chefs with new recipes for all to try!
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