Blair and I attended a Wake Forest basketball game last night. As we're walking past the concession stands, I notice a little boy, blond-haired, about 5 years old, holding on to this huge vanilla ice-cream cone that's almost as big as he is.
He takes a lick and his Dad looks down and says, "Is it good?"
"Yeah!" the little boy enthused. He took another lick. "Tastes like milk."
I laughed all the way to our seats.