walking/scooting to get ice cream.
the same dogs that use to cause me to pee my pants (not lying) were still scaring me (secretly - i kept it together for the kids) on this trip.
abby was scared to walk through the woods. the foxes might get her. we are such city folk.
my big three year old waiting for her ice cream.
only mint ice cream for her.
this little ice cream place has been around since 1936.
so eleanor is eating a hamburger. isn't that ridiculous? she loves it.