Pizza and Ice Cream Party

Maureen went away for a couple of days, so I had the boys all to myself on Monday night.  Nicholas, still being to young, fell asleep about 7:30 PM.  John, being the rake that he is, decided that we were going to have a Scooby Doo, pizza, and ice cream party.  When the pizza was delivered, our John ran to the door and greeted the delivery guy.  He was so happy to see our dinner.  While watching Scooby Doo, I thought he had forgotten about the ice cream and told him it was time to go to sleep.

Since he never forgets anything, John says, "Daddy, where's the ice cream man to deliver our ice cream?"  Who was I to say no to such a bright young man.  Fortunately, we had some strawberry ice cream and he just enjoyed every last bit of it before he decided to call Maureen, ask her to bring him a Scooby Doo toy, and then go to sleep.  He's a bit too sharp for his age.  I'm going to stay on his good side.