Tonight Max and I met Tweek for dinner at Friendly's. Because ice cream for dinner is a wonderful thing. I had a grilled cheese and Max had some sweet potatoes and some cantelope (and rejected some turkey) and then we had some ice cream. I wanted my standard peanut butter cup sundae and Max can't have peanuts or chocolate. So I asked for a tiny tiny tiny cup of vanilla ice cream for Max. And that is just what he got. The perspective makes it look bigger, but the ice cream came in a cup like you would normally get mayo in. It was perfect for a tiny little baby. Max also wore his geekling shirt in honor of seeing Tweek.