At St. James's park on Sunday, I was overcome by something and suggested to Eli that we get Tommy an ice cream cone. Eli said fine, but that I'd better get one for Lizzie too, as she doesn't react well when she doesn't get exactly what anyone else gets (including cocktails, wine and coffee though we obviously don't give in on those things). They both ate the whole cone, with minimal help from me or Eli.
Again, my pictures are out of order, and this is Tommy running laps after finishing his ice cream:
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