Neapolitan Ice Cream

Because I told Bradley I would…

A few weeks ago my mom was over and we had some Publix Neapolitan ice cream after dinner. At the time I don’t think I had any, but my mom and Devin had a little. Last week Bradley stayed at our house while we were in West Palm Beach. I always tell him to eat whatever is at our house. It usually ends up being a pizza or two that we have in the freezer.

 

A few days ago I put Collin to bed and was settling down to watch some TV when I thought, “oh yeah, Neapolitan ice cream!” I went to the freezer and pulled out the container. It seems a little light. Little did I know what I was about to find:

Hmmmm… Brudder? Devin? Or both? Since Devin was on site with a client this week in Tennessee and had bad reception in the building he was in, I had the following conversation with Bradley, the next afternoon.

So, rather than having vanilla, chocolate, and strawberry ice cream, like I wanted, I had strawberry. Thank you Bradley and Devin. The point of Neapolitan ice cream is to have all three flavors! 

On a side note, I am thankful Brudder stayed at our house so Collin and I could spend an entire week with Devin in West Palm Beach :)