Summer time


It’s the small things that matter most – at least that is what I want to believe today.

A week ago I went to a picnic with my family and nephew. The nephew is a very picky eater. Usually he won’t eat anything too cold, like ice cream. Well, that was until his grandmother jabbed a chocolate soft-serve cone in his face. He proceeded to snatch it out of her hand:

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