Ice cream

Last night on our way home from Aunt Missy's party, we stopped and got ice cream. There's a place around the corner from us that makes homemade ice cream. It's delicious. Anyways, Gillian got chocolate and John got mint chocolate chip. The kids didn't finish all their ice cream so we put it in the freezer for another day. 

This morning I was helping Gillian find something for breakfast. She just keep telling me "I don't know what I want." I asked her one last time and she said "Can I whisper it in your ear?" She came over and whispered "I like ice cream." I said "Me too. But you aren't having ice cream for breakfast." She continued to argue with me "But I really like it!"