Since my Dad is in town, we used an easy excuse to get together again Monday evening. We drove all the way to Phoenix to eat at Mary Coyle's Ice Cream Shop, only to discover when we pulled in that they were closed for the Suns game. What?! They closed for that?! We ended up settling for Dairy Queen, which was no Mary Coyle's. Not nearly enough butterfat content.
Thankfully, spending time with cute babies made up for the lack of caloric intake. Did I mention I have a very cute niece and nephew? It's true. And not just because Evan wears little robots on his onesie. And blows bubbles when you talk to him.
Thanks for the ice cream, Dad!