We have a policy at our house:
Ice cream rules.
This official Yankee ice cream from Turkey Hill
First: It's ice cream.
Second: Duh. It's Yankee-friendly.
If only Jeter came in a box.
This is our "Ice Cream Window":
I manage to draw quite a crowd
when I open the ice cream
How stinkin' cute are these guys???
To make this seem more politically correct,
I make it educational.
Sometimes we go oldest to youngest, as pictured above.
Sometimes I reverse that order.
It's all mathematical.
Very SAT friendly.
Almost college-prep in its depth and simplicity ratio.
And that's what summer's all about.
And ice cream.