Ice Cream

Abigail ate her first ice cream cone on Tuesday. I'd love to know what a large cone looks like because I ordered a small.  We sat in the booth for awhile and I taught her how to lick and turn the cone.  Once she had the technique down we got in the car and headed for home.  "Why were all the people in the ice cream place old ladies?"  I though about it for a minute and realized that she was correct.  Every customer, minus the two of us, were females over 60.  Abigail went back to eating her ice cream cone and then said, "Mama, after I defeat the ice cream world, I'm going to eat this cone."  And she did, she ate the entire thing.