
For family home evening we decided to go get milkshakes for dessert. Of course it's 34 degrees outside, so we were arguing over going somewhere for hot chocolate or milkshakes, milkshakes won out. We go to the local DQ and place our order, we drive up to the window and they hand us our milkshakes and we leave. As we are driving we realize that they gave us 2 strawberry shakes instead of 1, and that we had no cookie dough shake. So Nika starts crying because she wants cookie dough. Eric suggests we turn around and go back, but I refused saying she could eat strawberry, it was past bedtime. So Nika did not want the shake, of course I am being firm that we need to get home and in bed so I will not budge on turning around. So as I am driving she is crying and I finally yell out that it is strawberry or nothing, so she eats it. I then start feeling bad for yelling and not turning around. We got home put kids to bed, later on Eric goes to eat the rest of Moke's shake and what do you know, it is the cookie dough shake. It really did look like a strawberry shake in the dark, next time we will have to taste them before handing them out.



















