the other day it occurred to me that ava had never had an ice cream cone. so i rectified that situation and took her 31 flavors. she was so thrilled when the man handed her the cone she held it with both hands out to the man and woman standing behind her and exclaimed, "this is my very own ice cream cone!" if i hadn't been so distracted by my ice cream, i would have hugged her to death right then and there.
it is dangerous to be a mother.