Double gunning

I can't believe I haven't posted these.  I'm so far behind in my blogging, so pardon the fact that the next few posts are in reverse chronological order.    This just cracked me up.  I was eating the popsicle and I got Aaron the ice cream.  He whined for my popsicle and I thought he just he wanted a bite - oh no, he wanted one for each hand - spoon with ice cream for one hand, bowl for the other. Again, no idea where the shirt is - probably full of dinner and removed for a bath already.