Stephanie and Ice Cream.....

....ok, so those words don't always go together....well, ok maybe they do. ROFL

....Stephanie: Griffin has started to call me Stephanie. If I'm upstairs for more than five minutes while daycare is going on, he'll call "Stephanie!" The first time he said it, I thought he was yelling "Tha's not funny!" It was funny to realize that he was really saying my name.

.....Ice Cream: Tonight, we decided to go get ice cream....Well, Erin decides that she wants pink ice cream, as all things in her life are best when pink in color. So, being the nice mommy that I am, I buy her a strawberry ice cream sandwich (you would have thought that I'd learned when she put the damn thing in her purse last time...but, no...). Well...she decided that she didn't really want it after all, as when I tried to give her some of it, she swiped at it like she wanted to throw it on the ground. After a few more attempts to give her some and her refusing, I decide to eat the damn thing myself. Well, this pisses her off to no end. Not because she wanted to eat the fucking thing in the first place, but because she didn't want ME to have it. She screamed like we were killing her for the next fifteen minutes. Heaven help me when she's fifteen.....