With the warmth of the glowing sunshine upon them, and having reached the grand old age of 18-months, the twins were finally able to appreciate the finer points of ice-cream.
It seems that they have already followed their mother’s footsteps in their fondness for the product and, it has to be said, Italian ice-cream from the local gelataria is hard to beat!
Libby: ‘Oh, I love taking time to eat my delicious ice-cream. It’s so lovely! I want to keep it forever!’Anna: ‘Why does my ice-cream always finish faster than Libby’s?’
Anna: ‘Hehehe! I’ve just thought of a way to make my ice-cream last longer!’Libby: ‘Ice-cream, ice-cream, how I love you… ‘
Anna: ‘Libby’s not looking. It’s time to put my plan into action’Libby: ‘Oh dear! It seems I have ice-cream on my face. Must clean it!’
Anna: ‘If I’m quick she won’t notice!’Libby: ‘Ugh! Now it’s all over my hand too!’
Anna: ‘Just… one… more… ‘Libby: ‘Hey! Hey! What the… ?’
Libby: ‘Did she just do what I thought she did?’Anna: ‘Oh dee-licious! I don’t think she saw me either! Result!’
Anna: ‘I’m having to reach further now. Hey, give me your ice-cream!’Libby: ‘Get away from my ice-cream, Dimples!’
Anna: ‘look, Libby – just give me the cone. Trust me!’Libby: ‘Let go let go let go let go…’
Libby: ‘She took my ice-cream!’Anna: ‘Foiled again!’
