Caroline has been wanting a banana split ever since we were camping and she saw a picture of one at the ice cream shop. I told her we could make one at home. Someday, which is code for “I’m sure you’ll forget all about this conversation.”
So weeks pass and she actually remembered it one night as Jeff was scooping ice cream for desert. We had no bananas. She was okay with that. As long as she could have some strawberries in her dish. We had no strawberries. She was beginning to get irritated and wanted to know what other kind of fruit she could have with her ice cream. All I could think of was pineapple, but we didn’t have any. Not even in a can. In fact, the only fruit we had in the house was grapes. Turns out grapes make a mighty mean ice cream sundae, at least according to Caroline. I was willing to take her word on it.