6.09.2010
we luv ice

so i ate a ton of ice when i was pregs with adda. never really stopped - just kept goin right thru my pregnancy with hudson. then i realized that i couldn't stop or at least that i really, really didn't want to. after some exposure, adda naturally picked up on the glories of the ice cube herself and went from curious, to full on junkie after her first couple of pieces . so then i decided i had to quit because she was starting to bang on our freezer door and beg for it. so i did and she did - well mostly.last date night we took the cousins to the ball field and they're all running the bases and playing in the dirt and i'm thinking "hey, where's adda"? i look over to see her beaming over a pile that must of been freshly dumped from some little leaguers cooler. she's double fisted, hustling ice cubes as fast as her baby teeth can crunch em with this look on her face like she cannot believe her good fortune. my god, i've ruined her! clearly i'm still in the recovering stage as it was so easy or me to understand how she just couldn't hold herself back. and taking this picture was the only way i fought the urge to join her.
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