Charlotte is a very enthusiastic popsicle eater! Sweet, sticky juice runs down her face, her shirt and splatters on her toes. It is a strictly outdoor activity unless I want to hose down my table and floors. It's truly wonderful to experience the pure joy something as simple as a popsicle can bring to a toddler. Wouldn't it be nice if us adults could find find the same level of rapture in something so simple? The age of innocence doesn't last very long, and before you know it, life gets complicated. I'm gonna ride the wave of popsicle joy for as long as I can!