I ate tons and tons of chocolate peanut butter ice cream when I was pregnant with Miles. We would walk to the local ice-cream shop and I would devour my cone in moments in that fiendish way only a pregnant woman can. By the end of the summer I was getting the waffle cone, stuffed full of ice-cream.
Well, last week I bought some ice-cream to get ready for the Mother's Day gathering at our house, and I was tempted by the little single serving containers of my favorite - chocolate peanut butter . Miles busted me sneaking some before the party, and I couldn't help myself, so I gave him a (very small) scoop. Oh - his eyes lit up - what is this delicious frozen treat? He was happy to sit and suck on the spoon, even after the ice-cream was gone.
Well, last week I bought some ice-cream to get ready for the Mother's Day gathering at our house, and I was tempted by the little single serving containers of my favorite - chocolate peanut butter . Miles busted me sneaking some before the party, and I couldn't help myself, so I gave him a (very small) scoop. Oh - his eyes lit up - what is this delicious frozen treat? He was happy to sit and suck on the spoon, even after the ice-cream was gone.
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