My Chocate!

We all know just how much Caroline loves, loves, loves her chocolate. This gene was inherited from my dad who all he ever asked his dad for was a "chocate shake". (Caroline has inherited so many other qualities from my dad that it's scary.) This love of chocate became really apparent the other night when we were eating Drumstick cones for dessert (thanks Becky!). As she was chomping on her cone, Adam got up to check on Owen, who was outside. Caroline quickly moved her cone into the opposite hand and said, "No, no, Daddy! My chocate!" Adam and I laughed as this girl says the funniest things, without trying to be funny or even knowing what she is saying. She's hilarious. Caroline enjoyed every morsel of goodness from this cone. I'm sure Caroline wishes there was an endless supply of chocolate or that it was running through her veins. She lives and dies by chocolate.