I was all kinds of excited to try out this new frozen yogurt place, so I decided that Will and I MUST go after his nap. He was verrrrrrrry crabby when I woke him, so, really, I should've known better.
Our outing started well enough. Will picked red velvet (because of the picture of the cake above it) and carefully selected marshmallows, rainbow sprinkles, and Nerds as his toppings.
He took a couple of small bites and seemed to like it.
I couldn't find his bib, but still had this paint smock tucked in a deep, dark corner of my bag from art class.
And then it happened...
For reasons completely unknown, Will had a total meltdown. I mean, how can you be sad with a cup of total deliciousness in front of you???
"I want pink."
"I want to go home."
"I want drink."
"I want to paint."
But on the plus side (and, oh, there is one!), admidst the chaos, I happened to catch a glimpse of my cup...
In summary, I should eat frozen yogurt all the time. Without Will, of course.