You know the old saying, A picture is worth a thousand words?
Well…
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Formerly Neapolitan Ice cream
Welcome to my life.
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I was alerted to this strange ice cream phenomenon by my fuming mad daughter (who is convinced her brothers were put on earth to eat us out of house and home).
Picture me trying to yell at my son for eating ONLY the chocolate part while trying not to laugh my head off. He might as well have licked the inner part clean. Not a spoonful of chocolate left. It’s like the Grand Canyon in there. I’m pretty sure he didn’t use a bowl either. Straight from the container. That’s his style.
Yep. Welcome to my life.
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It’s one of those parenting dilemmas, though. Disciplining without laughing. You see, I can totally understand his predicament. Vanilla is boring, and you have to be in the mood for strawberry. But chocolate is great anytime. Anytime!
Gotta love him for his creativity.
I’m not sure if he’ll live to his 12th birthday–not if my daughter can help it–but you gotta love his creativity.
Welcome to my life.
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What do you think? Is Neapolitan better this way? Personally, I’ve never been a fan. Pick a flavor already and stick with it. Why confuse your taste buds? It’s the last time I buy it, that’s for certain.
By the way, any suggestions on how to eat the rest of it? There’s not a soul in the house who will touch it. Oh, wait. There might be one.
Maybe I’ll sick it on the 4yo. He won’t care. 🙂
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Have a great weekend!
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