Sweeter than ice cream

For Mother's Day my considerate husband took me to one of my favorite places to eat. Of course since my world revolves around sweets, my favorite place to eat is an ice-cream restaurant. Sure they have some salads but your not foolen' anyone when you go there, you are going for the dessert. Ella Sue of course came with us. Restaurants have become a new fun zone for her. Especially if there is any type of child within eyeballen' distance. She is enraptured with kids. After trying to coax her eyeballs to our table with silly faces, straws, and toys, we finally gave up and moved her high chair so that she could get a better view of the 4 year old singing Jingle Bells in the next booth. We found ourselves humming along too. That kid could have gotten a collection plate going. A bunch of Moms in a restaurant all hopped up on ice-cream, are an easy target for adorable 4 year olds. All around us were Moms. Moms who had been ushered in by husbands and variously aged children. There were the teenagers, the tweenagers, the toddlers and few other babes in the crowd and amongst all of this were a bunch of beaming Moms. I had not one but two Moms stop by and tell me that there now teenager, use to be a baby too. Yeah Yeah Yeah, I am not falling for that line. I mean look at this Ella Sue, noway is she going to be driving a car one day or gasp, leaving for college. I want to meet Ella Sue the teenager and tweenager and every-age-in-between, I just am such a sucker for this crawln' beastie that terrorizes fitz and can give a one-eye raise like no other baby I know. Can't I have both? Course, if she grows up to be 4 I can teach her Jingle Bells and make a killing at ice-cream stores.