Ice Cream for Dinner

I have to be honest. The VanNoord household runs a little differently when Julie’s away.

Tuesday, the girls and I were at an amusement park all day. We had had a big lunch, we had been on rides all day, and it was hot and humid. When dinnertime rolled around, none of us had much of an appetite.

But we were hot and sticky.

As we walked past the McDonalds inside the park, I asked if anybody wanted to do ice cream cones for dinner. The vote was unanimous, so McDonalds ice cream cones for dinner it was.

We are anxious for Julie to come home. We miss her. But it does mean that we will have to do dishes more than once every three day, no more sleeping with the bedsheets wadded up in a ball for me, and we’ll have to sort clothes into whites, colors and darks before doing a load of laundry.

Oh yeah, and probably no more dinners consisting completely of ice cream.

We love you Mommy. And we miss you. Please come home soon.