August 12, 2018: Sometimes I wake up and ask for an ice cream sandwich first thing in the morning. Daddy always says no. But, I’ve learned that if you butter him up all day by being cute and whispering silly things in his ears and batting your eyes and cuddling him and playing nice with your sister, it’s pretty much a given that he’ll end the day with a trip for ice cream. After that, it’s right back to mommy. Jameson is right. He’s so predictable.