Last weekend I watched the four Grandkids while Mom and Dad went to a schwanky restaurant. The older ones suggested ice cream after dinner and it seemed like a good idea. Penelope even brought a step-stool to the freezer in case Grandma wasn’t sure where to go.
We enjoyed a lovely after dinner snack, Penelope and I taking turns with one bowl since she seemed too little to scoop for herself. However…..both of us ended up sick as a result. Did I catch it from her or her from me? Who knows. Was it worth laying on the couch with a splitting headache all this afternoon??