the vacation is over

Last night, I was in the car with Caden and Alyssa, on the way home from church. Caden asked if he could have ice cream when we arrived home. I said, "no, buddy, its almost 9 o'clock, it'll be bedtime when we get home". He said, "But we have ice cream every day!" Hmm. Now, he just got home from a week-long visit with Grammy and Poppy. Interesting. I explained that we do not have ice cream every day as it isn't very good for our bodies, etc. We went on to talk about other things. It got quiet for a minute, and he sighed, "my life is so sad". I asked him why. "Because I don't get ice cream." Oh my. Its rough coming home to mom.