We had lunch, saw butterflies, rocks, animals, and generally had a fabulous time.  Before heading home, we decided to get some ice cream. My nephew was eating his, and decided to take a taste of his mom’s flavor.  He then went to try his sister’s but was rebuffed by her pulling away, and his mom saying, “No Josh, she’s sick.”

For the next five minutes or so, the conversation shifted to the things we had seen at the museum and what we liked best.  Josh’s ice cream eventually started dripping, and my sister-in-law reached over with her spoon to try to help him out.  He pulled the ice cream away, and blurted out, “No!….  I’m SICK!”

Kids.  Too funny. 

Crying little boy, about four years old, proclaiming loudly: “I am NOT too cute for words!!!!”