let it be known if it isn’t known already that josh davis is really good at finding the fun stuff. like, when this thing showed up in the mail and i opened the box, i was all, “…what is this?!” he was so nonchalant about it… “oh right.” he said, “i ordered that…. it’s an ice cream maker inside a ball. the kids are going to love it.” and he was right. the kids, myself, our entire little crew love it. and over the weekend, we had one of our most memorable evenings in central park kicking and tossing and throwing a ball around together all the while, the blessed ball was putting the finishing touches on the homemade strawberry ice cream ingredients we had thrown inside it before heading out the door.
it felt like we had just concocted the most insane magic trick when we opened up the ice cream ball at the end. and everyone agreed (except for eleanor- who is still a loyalist to haagen dazs strawberry- bless her heart), that it was the most delicious strawberry ice cream we’d ever had (although, adding extra cream to anything makes anything the most delicious thing you ever did have.)
anyway, this is the ice cream ball josh bought for us. and i can’t recommend it enough for a fun activity with family or friends. it makes a pint of ice cream (which feels rude when there are seven of you – but the right amount when you’re in the midst of a heat wave and honestly all you want is ice cold water). it takes only about twenty minutes of shaking and tossing to work its magic (plus some rock salt and ice and your ice cream ingredients which we kept simple with some sugar, cream and strawberries).
heading into central park and just look at samson’s face! it was so hard for him to not kick and roll that ball down all the sidewalks and streets before we got into the park. :)
getting our kick ball game on!
my white skirt is on sale right now here, for anyone interested.
for those who have asked, the baby girls’ moccasins are from here. can’t get over how big my babies feel these days when they are standing and taking freaking steps! i am extra emotional lately because we just finished weaning them from breastfeeding so my hormones are out of whack, but man. seeing them look so grown in this photo made me teary-eyed.
about ten minutes into the shaking and tossing of the ice cream ball, you are supposed to open it up and scrape the sides and mix it around a little bit to make sure nothing is sticking to the edges.
i could not get over how legit this ice cream was! i was probably the most blown away out of everyone. it’s just something i do not understand whatsoever and am fascinated with.
we have all worked hard at signing words over the last several months when we say them with beatrice and madalena, and it’s been really sweet to see beatrice graduate recently from her signs to full on words. this girl would not stop saying “more!” “more!” “more!” when we pulled out the ice cream. still signing and not quite saying “please,” but gosh, the way she says “more” sounds like “muh(r)-wuh” and it is the cutest thing ever.
madalena and these freaking eyes! also, beatrice in the back giving me a darling smirk, too! i can’t with these two.
will never get over this boy’s sweet row of freckles across his nose. he’s got a red tint to them that seem to poke out around the summertime, too.
the pint went fast! we might need to invest in like, 5 ice cream balls. or just a larger ice cream maker in general? probably a terrible idea though because then we’d be making it too much. and we all know we already eat too much ice cream as it is (actually that’s to be debated), so can you even imagine what that would look like with an ice cream maker looking us in the face every morning on the kitchen counter?!
good times and feeling extra appropriate considering yesterday was national ice cream day. do any of you make your own homemade ice cream?!