Little guy today.
Getting ice-cream with his family.
He was really excited.
I mean, really excited.
He was getting a vanilla cone dipped in cherry.
"How do you dip it?! How do you dip it?! How do you dip it?!"
jumping up and down.
His sister put a hand on his shoulder in an attempt to calm him.
Didn't make a dent.
I said: "I just turn it over into this pot and dip it."
"Doesn't it fall in?"
me: "Only if there's too much ice-cream."
Little boy thinks for a moment, then says "Ohhhhhh! Like the Hong Kong cone?!"
I just nodded and tried not to let the little guy see how hard I was laughing.
His sister turned and said "It's King King, not Hong Kong."
Didn't make any difference, he just kept on bouncing.