Mary happily licked at the melting ice cream. She'd only made it about half way home before biting off the bottom of the cone and trying to keep up with the sugary mess leaking out the bottom.
She hadn't quite mastered this. It was all over her fingers and the front of the shirt mama Peggy had found her in one of the stores near the ice cream. But she was happy either way. Ice cream and Daddy carrying her all the way home and she didn't even have to help wash the dishes.
"Can I have bubbles?" she asked, excited and bouncing up a little in his arm, causing a bit more ice cream to drip on to her hand, which she quickly licked off.