The one with the ice cream cone

We went to dinner tonight with Jose's family. Luca was incredibly fun the whole time. He screamed and spit out every single thing we tried to feed him. The floor was covered. 

And then Ana started feeding him, and of course he was perfect for her and ate every bite. Whatever. 

After dinner we went next door for ice cream cones. It was monumentous. We have been letting Luca have milk stuff the past few days. He's done really well. And it opens up so many more doors for meals! Yay! 

I was super careful about milk because I had a milk allergy as a kid. But I'm fine now. I'm glad he's doing good and that we waited so long. Just to be safe. 

Anyway. We gave in and let him have his first ice cream cone tonight! We went to the dairy ann. Yum. 

 

He loooooved it. Who wouldn't?? He demolished the cone every chance he got, and sported a ice cream mustache for the rest of the night. 

He crawled back and forth across the table to everyone wanting theirs too. Jose was the only nice enough one to share. 

That's what it looked like when we finally tossed it. Torn apart. 

The kid just likes to squish things and pull them apart. Such a boy.