Saturday, September 5, 2009

Like taking Ice Cream from a Baby



I would never play a game of chicken because I would kill you and me both. I don't bluff. If I say that I'm going going to hit you in a head on collision unless you move, you had better move. And if I say that I'm going to eat your ice cream, I'm going to eat your ice cream. I don't care if your only 3. Yep, I ate a 3 year old's UDF ice cream sunday tonight and it was good. It was brownie, chocolate fudge, whipped cream, with a cherry on top. After getting her the Sunday of her choice she decided that she wanted flaming hots instead. Problem is, that was not one of the options. So, I made her a deal, she could eat her sunday or I could eat her sunday. Every few bites I would show her how much ice cream was left and invite her to have a seat and eat the rest. She laid on the floor and wined that I was eating all her ice cream and guess what, I was and it was good. She ate the cherry and I ate the rest. I don't bluff.

6 comments:

Fran said...

You are going to be a great dad some day.

Helen Ann said...

Awesome! Good way to handle that!!

puddlegirl said...

hahaha

Tracy said...

You're a badass Dan Thoms!

Kelly said...

I love it!!!

melanie said...

It's now 9:30 in the morning and I was laying around blog-hopping as the boys stayed an extra night camping.

But now I am getting dressed because I simply must have a sundae.

And I don't even like ice cream...