One nice warm summer day, we were all sitting in the back yard as the girls played in their sandbox. I decided to have a daiquiri from one of those little frozen pouches.
K: What’s that
Daddy: That’s a mommy popsicle. (I think he said this because the girls had eaten otter pops earlier)
K: Well I’m Chloe’s mommy, can I have a mommy popsicle?
