Well, here's the exciting news. Last night, I had my very first real, true craving. In fact, it really felt like an emergency. Milo and I wanted, no, desperately needed, ice cream. What else?
So Nate and I set off on a late night (9:00 pm) ice cream adventure to Sonic, dressed in our pjs and me giggling in delight. A cold front was breezing through and the night sky was completely lit up with lightning. Even had we come home without ice cream, I still would have enjoyed myself.
And we got the ice cream - a butterfinger and M&M blast for me, and a banana split for Nathan. I went to set his down in our double cup holder, and he said, "No, baby, not there... For that very reason." Yes, I dumped the banana split into the cup holder, managed to save some of it, and then laughed all the way home despite the mess I was about to have to clean up. Good for Nate - he already has someone to whom he can tell, "I told you so," with frequency. I'm a good lesson for him in child-rearing.
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