Connor got lots of ice cream while at Pangkor Island Beach Resort. One night after he'd finished his main course, he trooped off with Daddy to get some ice cream. He came back with a happy grin, carefully holding a bowl of strawberry ice cream in his hands. Dear Hubby came back laughing. He told me, "When I gave him the bowl of ice cream, he was so happy and he said to me, 'Thank you, Daddy - I love you.'" We all laughed and dubbed it Ice Cream Love.
The next night, we got him an ice cream cone instead. I was still finishing my dinner when Connor started off on his dessert. When I was done, Dear Hubby offered to get us two a cone each. So off he went. When he came back, Connor had just finished licking most of the ice cream off his cone. He saw mine, a new cone with a big mountain of ice cream on it.
Connor's eyes widened. "Wow."
He then handed me his finished cone and said, "Here, Mama... you hold this one!" Then he took mine off me and beamed, "Thank you, Mama! I love you!"
It was too funny and I was laughing too hard to be mad at him.