ICE ICE BABY!
Another day, another trip to Costco.
This time, we dragged a visiting Grandma Yoy along.
After we had piled our cart full of things we marginally needed, the Yoys and I waited by the exit for my mom to get her iced coffee fix.
The food line was moving S-L-O-W, but finally, the lady in front of Grandma Yoy received her heaping cup of fro-yo and was headed our way.
I was eyeing her yogurt. Dang, that looked amazing. I tried to turn away, but it had me in a trance.
Apparently, I wasn't the only one. Big E was also eyeing the fro-yo. Only he took it one step further, as always. As the lady approached our cart, Big E broke into song.
ICE ICE BABY! (first loudly)
ICE ICE BABY! (then in a creepier whisper version)
Da.Ding.Ding.Ding.Da.Da.Ding.Ding.
The woman laughed at Big E and even gave him a wink, but none of her frozen yogurt.
I'm sure she was wondering why a three year old had Vanilla Ice on the brain.
Before you go judging me AGAIN, in my defense, I would like to state that Sirius Radio 90s on 9 plays the hell out of some Vanilla Ice and you can't deny the hook.
Plus, I grew up in South Florida. (That, alone, should be an excuse for almost anything.)
Word to your mother!
This time, we dragged a visiting Grandma Yoy along.
After we had piled our cart full of things we marginally needed, the Yoys and I waited by the exit for my mom to get her iced coffee fix.
The food line was moving S-L-O-W, but finally, the lady in front of Grandma Yoy received her heaping cup of fro-yo and was headed our way.
I was eyeing her yogurt. Dang, that looked amazing. I tried to turn away, but it had me in a trance.
Apparently, I wasn't the only one. Big E was also eyeing the fro-yo. Only he took it one step further, as always. As the lady approached our cart, Big E broke into song.
ICE ICE BABY! (first loudly)
ICE ICE BABY! (then in a creepier whisper version)
Da.Ding.Ding.Ding.Da.Da.Ding.Ding.
The woman laughed at Big E and even gave him a wink, but none of her frozen yogurt.
I'm sure she was wondering why a three year old had Vanilla Ice on the brain.
Before you go judging me AGAIN, in my defense, I would like to state that Sirius Radio 90s on 9 plays the hell out of some Vanilla Ice and you can't deny the hook.
Plus, I grew up in South Florida. (That, alone, should be an excuse for almost anything.)
Word to your mother!
Big E WISHES his hair was this glorious!
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