Over the past few weeks, the girls have sampled ice cream three times.
Outside of fresh fruit, which they love, they have had very little exposure to sweets…only their birthday cake, and then Mommy’s homemade holiday treats – strawberry cake for Valentine’s Day, mint cream cheese brownies for St. Patty’s Day, and carrot cake for Easter.
They got a free pass with their birthday cakes, but I don’t really think they ate much…they smeared some frosting around and threw a lot of cake on the floor. With the other desserts, they’ve only had five or six small bites.
Still, I expected them to naturally love ice cream. What kid doesn’t, right? But even after three samplings, reviews are still mixed.
Baby B has adopted a “no pain, no gain” approach. She seems to love the taste, but she doesn’t love the cold. After the first bite, she squeals for more, and then she closes her eyes and winces until it’s over with.
Baby A seems much more risk averse. After the first bite, she turns her head to the side with a big smile, refusing any more. Even though I think she likes the taste, too, the shock of the cold is just not worth it for her.
So…fast forward 30 or so years…what if the girls take a similar approach to financial investments?
Baby A will have a nice little savings account and a cozy little bungalow.
Baby B will either have hit it big in the stock market, or she’ll be living in the basement of her sister's bungalow.
Let’s hope it’s the former so she can afford to buy herself lots of ice cream.
…or maybe I’m putting too much stock into the girls’ affinity for dessert. Perhaps I should just keep trying [read: Mommy should have ice cream more often], and eventually they’ll catch on.
I mean, these girls have got to develop a taste for ice cream. How else can I justify ordering kiddie cones???