Evening of Comance

Went for ice cream at Brewster's on our night out and Kyra ordered a "baby cone" which was not a cute exaggeration - the ice cream she ordered really was for a baby or small toddler. We knew that because the girl asked if we wanted sprinkles on it, it was sizable to a baby, and it was free.

If you know my wife this is funny because she would insist on ordering something so small that that it would be fit for an infant AND if there were no floor limit on the size of said order it would potentially become so freakishly small that it would lose market value all together.

Tonight, it just finally happened.