So, after some dancing on the polka floor, they had an appetite for some ice cream. Henry had the hankering and let Bapa know it as he continued to chant "Ice Keem Cone" into his ear as we toured the Bingo grounds. Bapa couldn't help but relent and buy them an ice cream cone to share. Since the tuba kept on thumping a beat, we had an idea to keep them both happy as they took turns eating. We convinced them to dance for a lick and here's what they did!!! Henry was a gentleman and would gently hand the cone over to Bryn when she finished her dance. Bryn, on the other hand, would shove the cone in his face as he yelled "hold it hold it". Poor thing ended up with ice cream on his face and shirt thanks to his sis. Not quite sure if she was being mean or if she just wanted to be the one always holding the cone.