I scream, you scream, we all scream for ice cream!

Warm weather has finally arrived in Columbus. The high temperatures have been in the 60s or 70s since Saturday, so we're now being blinded by all the pasty Ohio legs that have peeked their way out of shorts. We spent the weekend doing some yard work, and had a nice fire in our fire pit to burn all the sticks.

When the weather is warm, I really love the area we live in. There are two nice parks within walking distance, along with a video store, Tim Horton's, liquor store and gas station/ice cream shop. For those of you not in Ohio, United Dairy Farmers is an odd combination. They started in 1940 as a dairy store, and have evolved into full-fledged convenience store. But they still make their own ice cream and scoop it in all their stores. So, we made the walk down there last night and Lauren had her first, very own, ice cream cone. Here's the result:


The level of mess was a little more than I anticipated. We prepared ourselves before leaving and were ready for a pretty big mess, but I actually think she was messier than eating her first birthday cake.


In hindsight, chocolate probably wasn't the best option. I was in no way allowed to touch that ice cream cone. Any attempt resulted in, "No, no, no!" By the way, you have to hear the way this kid says "no." You can tell there's some Minnesotan heritage in there. Anyways, there was a lovely sticky film of chocolate completely covering her belly, after the shirt was removed. Needless to say she went straight into the bathtub.

That's about all that's going in our neck of the woods. Chris was able to golf for the first time this season, and Lauren's thrilled to be outside. The forsythia has finally bloomed, so hopefully that last snowfall happens and we get on with spring and summer!