I was recently elected Vice President of our school’s PTA. The “passing of the torch” transpired yesterday, and one of my first official duties was to help coordinate the annual spring ice cream social. We held the event last night, which consisted of serving ice cream and all the trimmings to about a hundred families. It’s really pretty cool (ha!) to see the community come together to celebrate spring.
But that’s not the funny part.
When I put Brynn down for her nap yesterday, I told her all about the ice cream social and how she and her daddy and Big Brother Alex would go and stuff their respective faces. I woke her up two hours later, and she sat bolt upright and said, “Mommy! I can’t wait for my ice cream facial!”