Ice Cream Torture

We went out for Mexican food and then to the good ole' DQ for ice cream. Ken and I ordered a blizzard, Nathan had a hot fudge sundae, and Kenny had a chocolate dipped cone. While waiting for our order my husband decided to have a little fun with our little man.

He said, "Now Kenny. The ice cream store is out of ice cream. They don't have anymore." Kenny got a quizzical look on his face and said, "So none of us get any ice cream." At this point my husband should have realized that Kenny was not getting the humor of the concept of an ice cream store not having ice cream. But he decided to push a little further. Daddy said, "Not exactly. They have enough ice cream for Nathan, and for Mommy's, and for mine. But they ran out when they made yours."

CRUEL! I still cannot believe he told him that. I watched poor Kenny's little face stare in disbelief at his Dad. The tears welled up in his eyes and he started sobbing. Grandmama and I both told Ken to please stop being mean. So, he explained to Kenny that he was kidding and things settled down.

Now don't be too hard on Ken. He has this thing about getting a reaction out of people. If he thinks he can get you to freak out...he will do it. The thing is that a four year old does not quite have the idea of sarcasm.