tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32453088.post1717871076703262734..comments2023-10-02T09:29:33.488-04:00Comments on Soccer Mom in Denial: Ice Cream and Mensoccer mom in denialhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15779961065417497337noreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32453088.post-19752600500672960742007-03-12T18:42:00.000-04:002007-03-12T18:42:00.000-04:00I've been guilty of "fixing" ice creams cones too....I've been guilty of "fixing" ice creams cones too.Scribbithttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03178711182424809035noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32453088.post-83271429264325543032007-03-11T22:03:00.000-04:002007-03-11T22:03:00.000-04:00What a cute story! I love that your brother stole...What a cute story! I love that your brother stole the ice cream right off your uncle's spoon. Very sweet.Geekwifhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08757848004081797679noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32453088.post-39800534338569272252007-03-11T03:23:00.000-04:002007-03-11T03:23:00.000-04:00My husband is the same kind of "cleaner" of ice cr...My husband is the same kind of "cleaner" of ice cream your Dad was. He calls it "taxing" and now the kids are trained to just hand Dad the ice cream cone immediately upon receipt so he can "tax" it. Too funny! Great story! Thanks for sharing.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32453088.post-83505711842553188422007-03-10T09:27:00.000-05:002007-03-10T09:27:00.000-05:00That was a great story..I have an ice cream memory...That was a great story..I have an ice cream memory too...Amazing how certain childhood memories stick with us.<BR/><BR/>You may not remember what your uncle said on that trip, but you'll always remember how he made you feel..Love it.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32453088.post-31477579804787002912007-03-09T21:11:00.000-05:002007-03-09T21:11:00.000-05:00my dad does the same thing with ice cream.luckily ...my dad does the same thing with ice cream.<BR/><BR/>luckily i love peanut butter and minty types ice cream and he doesnt!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32453088.post-80408591346429123032007-03-09T20:23:00.000-05:002007-03-09T20:23:00.000-05:00Lol... my husband likes his icecream topped with c...Lol... my husband likes his icecream topped with cream and then sprinkled with sugar! I shudder to think of he and Wombat snacking together in the future ;P I'm sure they'll enjoy it immensely!Mythhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03243071725565727650noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32453088.post-85766200270292100632007-03-09T11:20:00.000-05:002007-03-09T11:20:00.000-05:00It is amazing that you grew up to be such a genero...It is amazing that you grew up to be such a generous, caring person. It is great that you had role models in addition to your dad.<BR/>jhsAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32453088.post-75687583033909471972007-03-09T09:39:00.000-05:002007-03-09T09:39:00.000-05:00I LOVE your story. I too have memories of going to...I LOVE your story. I too have memories of going to Friendly's for ice cream when I went to visit our family in massachusetts. And even better - our Friendly's had a trampoline place right down the block. We would eat our ice cream as we walked to the trampoline place. Woo hoo!! Never in today's society would they allow kids to pay a few bucks to jump on a trampoline without safety nets, helmets, elbow guards and a huge waiver...ahhh...to be young again.Trixie Twatwafflehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12712977707578497875noreply@blogger.com