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.
To kick off the weekend, we took my niece & nephew there
for a Friday night cool down.
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!