Upon arriving home from a quick errand to the local video library to return a few movies with Da Bug, Fehmeen made this shocking announcement to all of us present in the house at the time: “Attention everyone, Emma just informed me that she doesn’t like ice cream any more!”
If it wasn’t already true, I’d be speechless upon hearing that headline.
Sensing that the room was hers for the taking, Fehmeen took her time and spared no detail.
Apparently, after Little Miss slid all five of the dvds through the Blockbuster mail slot one by one, Fehmeen decided to take our good little girl over to Johnny Rockets for an early evening treat of a hot fudge sundae.
Once the single scooped confection arrived at their table, Emma demonstrated by example how much she is equal parts Mommy and Daddy. She was so distracted by the ice cream dripping out of the silver metal chalice that she felt compelled to clean it up as it slowly oozed onto the plate beneath. This is a trait she inherited from Fehmeen. However, Emma couldn’t handle clean up duty very long because her fingers were getting way too sticky for her to reasonably tolerate. That one, dear readers, is courtesy of me.
Partly because of that aforementioned situation, Emma only ended up eating about four spoonfuls of her sundae, two of which were exclusively of the whipped cream variety. As she put down her spoon following that final bite, the (almost) three year old turned towards Fehmeen and said, “Momma, I don’t like ice cream. It has too much shuga. I prefer frozen yogurt because it has less shuga.”
Like I said in the title, only our Emma could say something like that. But if I had to guess, I’m pretty sure she picked up that phrase, at least the shuga part, from her beloved Nani.
As for whether or not she sticks to her guns and spurns the frozen dairy product for the (relatively) healthier alternative, only time will tell. Especially this birthday weekend.