Ice cream strikes again...

Sometimes, you just have to laugh, right? Just now, Grant and I came in from swimming. He took his trunks off. I told him to go get dressed as I went to change. I walked back into the den to find him kicked back drinking the rest of his shake that he had gotten earlier in the day - in the buff. I sat down on the other end of the couch thinking, "I really should make him go put some clothes on. Nah, in a minute." I was enjoying the rest of my shake when Grant let out a yelp. I thought he had seen a bug or something until he let out a second yelp. I looked up to see that he had spilled his shake all over himself... and yes, nether regions included. No wonder he was yelping! I stood him up, grabbed his blanket to stop the rest of the shake from running down inside the couch. I went and got a towel to wipe Grant down with and to clean up the mess on the floor. No, I didn't get mad. I was giggling too hard. The look oh his face was priceless! Now he is in the tub and here I sit, still giggling as I type this. What can I say, but OH THAT BOY!