These are the photos of pure bliss.
In a cone.
And all mine.
It didn’t take me very long to figure out why no other toddlers had their own ice cream cone.
But oh well.
Sometimes you just have to live.
“How many slams in an old screen door? Depends how loud you shut it. How many slices in a bread? Depends how thin you cut it. How much good inside a day? Depends how good you live ’em. How much love inside a friend? Depends how much you give ’em.”
― Shel Silverstein