Ice Cream Torment

 Wednesdays are really busy. With me driving Charlie to piano & soccer practice back to back, we often end up having Wednesday dinners late. Which usually means we don’t have time for dessert. This greatly upsets Josie. Who, as dad says, “Just like mommy, gets upset when she doesn’t have ice cream!” 

I had told Jo we needed to go up for scriptures and prayer and there’s no time for ice cream tonight. She made a case that dad said she could, after she helped clean up the kitchen. I answered that I didn’t know that, but it’s late; she can have some tomorrow. I told her I’ll even make her a nice sundae tomorrow. But she wanted it tonight. I told her it’s not healthy to have dessert right when going to bed. Dad then said “don’t worry we aren’t having ice cream either…” To which I quickly reminded “Mom & dad have ice cream after you guys go to bed, which is 1 1/2 hours before our bedtime!” Dad and Perry, laughed and Perry said “Of course mom is arguing why it’s ok that SHE gets ice cream!” I couldn’t help but bust up laughing. Josie was laughing too, but still pouty. So I told her I won’t be having any tonight either. 

We got Charlie and Josie to bed. While I tucked her in and chatted about her day, Dad snuck downstairs to get a treat and brought it to our room. He found a sticky note from Josie on my dairy free Talenti gelato jar… it said “Wow, really.” With a crying sad face and a puddle of tears! And a “(jk)” just kidding. I told him I wasn’t eating it, especially not after the note! Mom guilt is a real thing for me. I’d be a hypocrite! Dad said “It’s not technically ice cream; it’s gelato! Besides, she put J/K!” I informed him that she did not actually mean just kidding. She said it, but she isn’t kidding. She’d actually be upset and hold it against me if I had ice cream. I told him I wasn’t eating it. But he went ahead and ate his ice cream on our bed. Just then, we heard Josie’s voice coming from her room on the other side of our bedroom wall. We stopped to listen and heard her shout:

“You sit on a throne of lies!!”

I’m not sure dad has ever laughed that hard! We couldn’t stop laughing… loudly and for a long while. 

Josie has such a great sense of humor and I love these memories. 

For the record: mom kept her word and joined in no ice cream solidarity, for Josie’s sake. Dad, finished his jar of gelato.