DQ for dad

Today I introduced my girls to the goodness that is the cherry dipped cone at Dairy Queen in honor of what would have been my dad's 61st birthday (yesterday).

When I was little, it was a big treat to head to DQ as a family. We'd always order two chocolate dipped cones (for my mom and Kelli), two butterscotch dipped cones (for Scotty and Danny) and two cherry dipped cones (for me and my dad). 

Always. 

So I figured I'd continue the tradition. 

It was kind of a circus trying to keep the cones (yes, we got two) far enough away from me to keep four extra hands out of the way but close enough to serve them both. 

But it was a delicious circus. Happy birthday dad!