Today Ava Ate The Whole Thing!

Following a steak dinner we decided to grab an ice cream cone at Country Cones near the house. 

First things first, you needed a bath. In a sort of role reversal, I handled the bath as your mom cleaned up after we ate. We got you squeaky clean, in your PJs and off to the ice cream stand we went. We knew we had to be quick - inclement weather was on the horizon. 

YUM!

Unbeknownst to me ice cream shops offer "baby cones." Good thing mom knew. She asked if they were served here and the kid behind the counter said yes and was quick to get you one. 

My sundae came in a bowl so I could set that aside and hold you while your mom enjoyed her "Superman" cone. In case your dying to know - it was a strawberry cheesecake sundae and hopefully by the time you read this, I've eaten a few more. 

We gave you a taste of your cone as we walked to a bench and it's safe to say, you liked it. 

I took it away so we could have a seat and nearly dropped you as you lunged forward to get another taste. 

The owner of the stand came out and asked if he could take your picture for their bulletin board, explaining that he tries to get snapshots of all the youngters that come through, With vanilla ice cream all over your face, we obliged. 

You are your fathers daughter. You didn't come up for air until that cone was gone. Did you even taste it, because you sure inhaled it. 

It was your first full cone. We've given you ice cream before, but never in this amount. I feared you might be up all night, but surprisingly I was wrong.