Grandparents = Ice Cream

Last weekend, my parents stopped by after running some errands out this way.
They brought a sweet treat for Cyanne with them.
My Dad has this total inability to see Cyanne and not try and give her ice cream - no matter the hour of the day. Each and every time... I do put my foot down sometimes.

Not this time though:



This is good stuff:









Cyanne had to do some protecting of her ice cream cone from Lucky - he smelled something good! As you can see, he got some spilled on him...






She had a great time eating the vast majority of her ice cream - cone and all!

All done!
(and boy was someone sticky and messy! Not to mention... full of sugar.)