Ice (cream) capades!

The girls love their ice cream (they take after their dad here). John likes to give them a treat once in awhile and let them have mini ice cream cones. The deal is, they have to be sitting in their booster seats (with trays) to minimize the mess. So, tonight after dinner, the girls were set up in their chairs, happily eating ice cream cones. John and I were able to clean up after dinner and do a few chores. After a few minutes, John goes over to see what they are doing, and below is the conversation he and Emma had:

John: "Emma, are you finished your ice cream cone?"

Emma: "No."

John: "Well then where is it?"

Emma: "I throwed it there".

John: "You throwed it where"?

Emma (in a slightly exasperated dad-don't-you-know-already tone): "Down there" (pointing to the floor).

John looks down to see the ice cream cone top-side down on the hardwood floor.

John: "Why did you throw it on the floor"?

Emma : "'cause".

John: 'Cause why?

Emma (again with the exasperated tone): "cause I don't want it".

Fair enough! He then cleans her up and takes her out of her seat. On to Madison and here is that conversation:

John: "Madison, are you finished your ice cream"?

Madison stares at him and shakes her head.

John: "Then you need to eat it or it will melt. Here, the ice cream part is near the bottom of the cone".

Madison starts to smack herself in the head, which is sometimes what she does before a tantrum.

John: "Madison, you do not hit yourself." So Madison takes her ice cream cone and whacks John on the side of the head with it! That got her in time out, because as John told her "we do not hit people or ourselves with ice cream."

Fair enough!