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!