It’s not like he’s taking her out there right at bedtime! It’s more a floating future-oriented promise, really. But I think she’ll take it!
Following my recent move I must have filled my kids with ice cream every chance I got.
First, it’s something to do when you don’t know anyone and don’t have any local friends.
Second, it’s ice cream. It’s an unmitigated good. Except for my waist, I suppose.
Third, well, I still feel guilty for moving them. But they’ll get over it. We’ll still have to find out if *I* will!