Kitchen Confidential

Friday was just one of those days. Mommy, Aiyana and I were all tired and cranky, the apartment was a mess, it was rainy outside, and we had a bit of cabin fever again (Aiyana was feverish last week so we avoided our friends.) We were having a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day. 

I turned the corner of the kitchen only to see Mommy with a pint of Haagen Dazs ice cream in her hand. As far as I knew, ice cream was a rare treat saved for special occasions, like finishing all my dinner or being on vacation. I said, "Mommy, what is that?" Guiltily, she answered, "Ice cream." 

"Is that your lunch?" I asked.

Mommy admitted, it was indeed her lunch on that gloomy afternoon. Instead of explaining that food shouldn't be eaten out of the container and that sweets are a special treat saved for special occasions, she surprised me by handing the pint over to me and said, "Want a bite?" 

Together, we sat on the kitchen floor, drowned our sorrows in ice cream, and happily finished off the pint. It was a guilty pleasure, and one Mommy isn't exactly trying to make a habit of. But it was also the sweetest solution to an otherwise very bad day.

This day just got a whole lot better.

Mmmmm.

One bite for you, two for me.

Aiyana had little interest in the ice cream.

Pretty sure the pint is empty now.

Oh wait, NOW it's empty!

Love and sweets,

Zadia Love