The best summer treat, in my book, is ice cream.
We are fortunate (or maybe not so fortunate for our bellies & wallets) to live exactly 2 miles from a local walk-up ice cream shop that is open seasonally May through September, and I’d say that Zac & I account for roughly 45% of their sales.
Sadly, I’m not kidding. We typically visit at least twice a week. Good thing we’re still working hard on that couch to 5k app, right? Rightttt.
Anyways, its yummy soft-serve ice cream & their peanut butter cup flurries are my weakness.
They enjoyed the ice cream, but honestly, I think they had more fun making a jungle gym out of the picnic table...
It was hot, the ice cream melted quickly, & we made a mess on their picnic tables. We were all a sweaty, sticky mess by the time we left, but it was perfect.
Ice cream date nights are my jam, especially with these little love bugs!