Summer has to equal ice cream and popsicles.
It just has to.
Especially a week ago on this blistering hot summer day where the fires burning hours away left ashes falling in our laps.
And when they say, “I scream, you scream, we all scream for ice cream”….well, he took that very literally. He was SCREAMING at me for MORE. We don’t give him a lot of sweet treats like this, but somehow he knew what it was even before I sat it in front of him.