Where we live the ice cream stands are only open seasonally, they literally close the doors in the fall and don't open up till the weather is nice and summer is near. Today we had our first ice cream of the season at our favorite Dairy Bar.
Afterwards I took the kids to counseling and then we ran some errands during which one child peed themselves and another threw up all over the counter in the store. Then home to a rousing game of I kid you not, SPIT TAG, the things these kids come up with. And then dealing with The Man who refuses to understand that the kids counseling is private, that they don't have to share with him, or me, or anyone what they say in there, and that they are entitled to privacy of a sort. He called back literally 11 times, and left 6 messages after the kids told him they didn't want to talk anymore and would have continued if I hadn't taken the phone off the hook where it still sits now.
