Wednesday, June 25, 2014

Ice Cream

"Daddy....I need a schnack." Sometimes the words get caught in her cheeks...generally the S-sounds.
"Okay kid, what do you want?"
"I need some ice cream."
"Liz, we ate all the ice cream last night."
She growls....literally... and pokes me with a rigid finger right between the eyes.
"YOU...have ice cream." 
Clint Eastwood has got nothin'....I mean nothin' on that look of intimidation. I felt like I had just been bullied.

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