{Carter above, Dylan below}
Anyone who knows my dad knows he has a sweet tooth! And I don't know who these two are because they usually pass on cake and ice cream. Tonight was a hot night and Keith decided ice cream sounded really good, so we got the boys a couple dishes too.
After some convincing Dylan thought it was pretty tasty. Carter did not want any, I finally talked him into a couple bites. The funny thing was, he had this cup sitting on his tummy and he was loving it sitting there even though he wasn't eating it. Every time I went to take it, he wouldn't let me. Then after a few minutes he accidentally dropped it on the ground twice.
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