Ice Cream

So, parenthood is filled with all sorts of really fun moments.  Ya know, the ones where you scratch your head and wonder, "Huh?" and then just laugh.  Like the time Emily got hysterical because she wanted to wear a shirt she DID NOT HAVE, and I said she couldn't!  Anyway, we had another one of those yesterday! The kids were all playing in the backyard after dinner.  One of their favorite games to play is to pretend that one of them is working at a restaurant (which is our little plastic play house thing) and the other kids come up to the window and "order" stuff.  Apparently, they were playing Ice Cream Parlor this time.   All was well and good, or so we thought until Emily ran inside crying.  We just figured someone was mean to her again.  It turns out she was upset because Robbie "ate" all of the pretend ice cream.  She was quite inconsolable.  Seriously, you would have thought it was real ice cream the way she was carrying on and whining.  Hmm, I just noticed most of our illogical, funny moments involve Emily.  Teenage years should be loads of fun . . .