He Who Helps Himself . . .

Gets dessert. We had some friends over for Sunday dinner. After we finished eating, we sat around and visited. During this time Hudson got the ice cream out of the freezer, got his bowl and spoon, sat down to the table and dished some up. Once he had a few tiny scoops in the bowl, he shut the carton and ran to put it away. He came back and ate the ice cream. Before I knew it, he was running to the bathroom bowl and spoon in hand. No sooner than I heard the water running, it was turned off and he was running back to the cupboard saying "wash, wash." He put the bowl and spoon up and came to join our conversation as if no ice cream eating or dessert had ever occurred.

Although the washing of the dishes (as if to hide the evidence) is new, the part about him dishing up his own ice cream isn't. The other day Brent brought him home from riding in the combine. When I walked in the house I found him sitting at his little table having a bowl of ice cream.

Moral of the story: If you want ice cream-- get it yourself.