It happens every night at 8:30. Boredom kicks in. And then comes the cravings. I have been really good at pushing them away and not giving in. But they are persistent. I’m craving ice cream. Delicious ice cream. I try and distract myself from thinking about it.
I do the dishes. Hmm, the bowls are clean, what better way to dirty them than with ice cream.
I fold and refold the Rainbow’s clothing. I organize and reorganize his drawers. Then I see the bib with an ice cream cone on it.
I could always go for a walk. And then again Baskin Robbins is only a 5 minute walk from our home.
I read a book. What would make reading this book better? Eating ice cream.
I watch TV show. And of course I watch the Food Network and what’s on? Ice cream.
Hubby and I have a conversation and without fail it always turns into a game of Rock Paper Scissors as to who is doing the ice cream run.
Even as we speak, I am writing a post and what is it about…ICE CREAM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!