It turns out that some of the yummiest ice cream on the planet is made not two blocks from our house.
Fortunately Z thinks it's a ten block bicycle ride to get there and back. This way he gets to burn off some energy before eating the pure sugar. The guy even picked out a bunch of green M'n'Ms to make up for the fact that the only green ice cream these had that day was not pistachio or mint choc chip but an alcoholic one called "grasshopper". Best not cycle drunk toddler.
overall our four day weekend has been great.
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