Monday, August 29, 2011
We met Sister and Nephew at the mall for lunch on Saturday and, afterwards, I treated the kids to ice cream. Nephew wanted vanilla. I explained that they had French Vanilla. It's still vanilla, but it's a slightly different color. I assured him it would taste the same. So, he orders Vanilla mixed with Kit Kats. Little Miss got chocolate mixed with M&M's. So, Nephew takes a big bite of ice cream and declares it delicious. He looks up and says, "It's still vanilla but in a different language." Sure thing, buddy.