ice cream

Daddy knew how much I loved ice cream!! No matter where we went in the world, if I wanted an ice cream cone, he would take me to get one... no matter if it was way out of our way or not. I can remember us driving 1/2 hour for a "particular" ice cream cone, just because I wanted one. I was sad when he didn't enjoy ice cream like he once had - somehow me "wanting" one wasn't the same anymore.