A Small Scoop
John took us out one night, destination unknown. We ended up at one of the area's free carousels, and then John walked across the street to Joey's to bring us back Italian ice and homemade custard.
Free carousel (pardon the blur-- I was moving upanddown, upanddown):
The playground:
The custard:
The Italian ice was sour, but our little lemonhead puckered up and then begged for more.
And here's the ball game next to the park (with custard).
2 comments :
those are some serious custard-eating bow-heads.
Glad someone noticed the bows on my ladylike, little bow-heads.
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