Some genius decided to give every junk food its own day of the year, and people bought it. Give anyone an excuse to buy a donut or an ice cream cone, and every glutton out there is all over it–including me!
Sunday was National Ice Cream Day and while I prefer a snow cone (when is that getting it’s own day?) I played along for the sake of my husband and daughter. I know this sounds bad, but I kind of love giving my daughter sweets. We avoided them for so long, and now that she’s almost two, I feel a treat every once in a while is not so bad. The joy that a lick of ice cream gives her is so simple and contagious. Maybe I’m setting her up to be a diabetic, but I can’t stop! This face:
It was her first strawberry ice cream, and I dare say she liked it as much as chocolate and vanilla. Disclaimer: We did not let her eat that entire “kid” sized scoop. Mama ate most of it, though it was tricky getting her to share.
I look forward to the next National Junk Food eating day, and if anyone knows when snow cones get the recognition they deserve, please let me know.
