Shannon, her kids, Paco, Tommy, and I met at Ferrells ice cream parlor on Sunday evening to exchange Paco after his sleepover. As Barbara mentioned yesterday, Erin wasn’t feeling well enough to join us.
I remember Ferrells from my childhood in Michigan. They had disappeared for a while but recently opened a new location in Sacramento. I may have even been there to celebrate a birthday or two when I was close to Tommy’s age.
Tommy didn’t exactly enjoy the attention and noise, but the ice cream was a hit afterwards.