All sorts of sweetness was churned in the kitchen last night as the kids and I made vanilla ice cream for dessert.
"You are the nicest mommy ever!"
"You're the best!"
"I love your ice cream."
"You make the best ice cream ever!"
But Avery's sentiment was perhaps the sweetest, and truest, of them all. After accusing her brother of double dipping when checking to see if the ice cream was ready, to which he replied, "It's OK, we are family, not friends", she stated simply, "We're framily."
Yes, we are framily.