As a reward for doing well in a class yesterday,
Mom took us out to Dairy Queen.
The guy there was so nice,
he even let me help make my ice cream cone.
It was fun and delicious.
Here is John with his cone.
He said that the ice cream was so scared
that when he started to eat it,
it turned yellow!
(Not really. . . it was just dipped in butterscotch!)
It was 47˚ outside, and rain was falling hard,
but we enjoyed our ice cream nonetheless.
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which ice creamery was it???
It was the Dairy Queen near where my brothers' debate class is held.
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