The conversation on the way home from school went something like this...
"Mom, can we stop at Maggie Moo's for ice cream?"
"Not today. Sorry bud. We need to get you ready for practice and you should eat something healthy."
"Please. Please. Please. I won't eat it now. I will eat some string cheese for snack. I will save it for dessert. We can get treats for the whole family! Think how happy Dad and the bros will be!"
Sure. Treats for the entire family... Really, I just got an expert sales pitch from the kid that knows how to push the right buttons.
So, off to the ice cream store we went.
After we got home and I safely tucked the ice cream confections into the freezer, I ran upstairs to grab cleats and shin guards for the 9yr old's soccer practice. When I walked into the sitting room, this is what I found. Last time I checked string cheese was not blue.
And his response?
"But Mom! I couldn't help myself. I'm only 9 you know!"