A Boy And His Popsicles

Some nights after dinner the kiddos get a popsicle for dessert. This night I knew little man wanted one because he retrieved the dilly bar from the play kitchen and was walking around and pretending to eat it.

Even after I gave him the real thing he couldn't be persuaded to give up the dilly bar. So doublefisting it is.

Who me?


Haha, this is tasty.


Halfway gone, maybe I should slow down.


Or maybe not...


Definitely not.


High on the deliciousness of fudgesicles.


On to the dilly bar!