A year ago, Mom and Dad took me to Applegate's ice cream and taunted me with some ice cream that I was far too young to sample...
How times have changed. I've been to Applegate's dozens of times since then, and after finally getting a taste of what I had been missing about a month ago, I began insisting that Mom, Dad, Babcia and Dido share their treats with me.
And once I turned 1 and was able to eat more "real" food, Mom started buying ice cream specifically for me. Oh happy day!
And as you can see, I get very impatient when Mom doesn't keep that yummy banana ice cream coming my way!
