My dad loves ice cream, and so do I.
And now, Red does, too.
Dad and I went out to dinner a few months ago (August, I think?) when he visited. We had a really nice time until Red reminded us that he was bringing in a tooth, screaming for the ache. Dr. Dad then prescribed a dish of ice cream, which this little guy loved. Not to mention it gave him his first brain freeze which turned into a tensing game (still played). Very fun, and very silly.
This post was truly for my Dad. Love you, Nighthawk!