James had his second ice cream this year. We went to the shop, bought the ice cream and came home.
The idea was to go out the back and share the ice cream. As we walked through the house, James noticed an old Italian espresso pot on the floor, he'd been playing with it earlier. The ice cream in his sights, my apparently super neat toddler waddled back into the kitchen and returned the espresso pot to its rightful cupboard.
Now I don't know whether to be proud, or draw the conclusion that I've said, "tidy up time", one time too often!