We went over to the Moores' for dinner the other night for Jimmy's send-off to Santa Clara. We stuck Charlie in his highchair and gave Ellie an ice cream sandwich to eat on the floor beside my seat in the hopes that it might keep her quiet just long enough for me to gobble up my dinner. About 30 seconds into her delicious treat, she started whining and screeching about her dirty hands. My solution of a napkin to wipe up with was totally insufficient. So, Ellie came up with her own solution: lay down on the floor and lap it up with her tongue like a dog. At least her hands were clean!! Dinner went off without a hitch after that.
Wednesday, August 26, 2009
Doggy Style Ice Cream Sandwich
We went over to the Moores' for dinner the other night for Jimmy's send-off to Santa Clara. We stuck Charlie in his highchair and gave Ellie an ice cream sandwich to eat on the floor beside my seat in the hopes that it might keep her quiet just long enough for me to gobble up my dinner. About 30 seconds into her delicious treat, she started whining and screeching about her dirty hands. My solution of a napkin to wipe up with was totally insufficient. So, Ellie came up with her own solution: lay down on the floor and lap it up with her tongue like a dog. At least her hands were clean!! Dinner went off without a hitch after that.
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I love that she didn't want to get her little hands dirty! My Ryan is just the same way, although I'm sure for an ice cream sandwich he could be convinced to get a little messy.
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