July 22 = Acid Reflux Day

When Liam was a few days/weeks old, he started having these episodes that looked like seizures.  Everyone in my family on my mom's side had seizures as a baby- I remember my brother having them in the hospital- we were about to take him home when it happened and a really nice nurse took me to a different room and we colored and talked about being a big sister- I was six but I remember it pretty clearly.  Because of our strong family history, I was expecting Liam to have seizures.  So when he had these episodes, I figured that's what they were.  We took a video and showed it to his pediatrician.  They referred us to neurology but we couldn't get an appointment until two months later.  Every doctor we showed, though, said they weren't seizures- it was severe acid reflux.  We put him on Zantac and by the time we had his neurology appointment, the episodes had stopped.  Fast Forward.  When Malia was born, we were on the lookout for seizures but were hoping for the best since Liam didn't have any until he was 5 months old- maybe Malia won't have any at all!  Well on the 22nd, she started doing the same thing Liam did.  They're a little different- they aren't quite as bad for as they were for him and we are hoping it stays that way.  I called the pediatrician to make her 1 week appointment and mentioned the episodes.  A nurse called me back within 5 minutes of making the appointment and recommended we take her to the ER to make sure they weren't seizures and that she didn't have a fever or anything that was obviously wrong going on.  So Mo and I took Malia to the ER.  Her temperature was 97.8 and she didn't have any episodes while we were there.  Zachary was on his way home from class so I was calling him periodically to update him.  At one point, the doctor had consulted a pediatric neurologist at another hospital and came back with their plan of action which was to do a 24 hour EEG.  I would have been okay with that but then she explained that Anne Arundel doesn't have the resources to complete this test so we would have to be transferred to a hospital in Washington, DC.  She also wanted to do blood work which they would do through the IV they would have to insert anyway for the transport.  I immediately started crying because I had flashbacks to tiny little Liam with an IV in his head and I just couldn't imagine having to watch Malia go through the same thing.  When the doctor left Mo asked me if I was okay with what she said.  At the time I wasn't remembering that as a parent, I have the option of disagreeing with the doctor.  This is dangerous because I do not have a medical degree but from my experience with Liam going through very similar symptoms, I really didn't think they were seizures.  If we went through this whole ordeal and she didn't have another episode in the following 24 hours (which she didn't), it would have all been for nothing.  I called Zachary to tell them the plan and he said he didn't want to do this- he was more aware of his parental choice than I was.  So he came to the hospital and talked to the doctor and explained where we were coming from.  She wasn't super understanding- you could tell she really thought we should go but she arranged for the discharge anyway.  My dad has a theory that each time one of us in this family has a seizure, the doctor in charge wants to be the one to figure out why these seizures have been happening to every baby for generations.  We just didn't want Malia to be their guinea pig and I'm glad we stood our ground because the EEG wouldn't have caught anything as she didn't have any episodes during the time she would have been monitored.  She's had more since and they are looking more and more like the ones Liam had.  They're also consistently after feeding which supports the acid reflux theory.

We took her to the pediatrician the next day and explained everything that happened.  He said that as a doctor, he sees where the ER doctor was coming from wanting to rule out seizures but that as a parent, he agreed with our decision.  He pointed out that he has the advantage of knowing us as parents (he's Liam's pediatrician as well) and knows that if we refused to follow the doctor's recommendation we had a valid reason and that our parental instinct is valuable.  He told us what to look for and strongly recommended that if she had another episode that lasted more than 3 minutes we take her back and we do whatever the doctor said but that we shouldn't worry too much about these 10-20 second episodes.  

So we are anxious about these episodes and we hate to see her go through the pain Liam went through.  I'm adjusting my diet, we're trying to burp her more and have her spend a lot of time upright vs. lying down and she has another appointment with the pediatrician on Monday.  We got a video of an episode so we can get his opinion.  Hopefully we can resolve this before too long.  And on a lighter note- here's a picture of both of the kiddos in the rock 'n' play.

July 20 = Sibling Love Day

Now that we were settling in at home, it was time to see how Liam would embrace his little sister.  Here's what went down:

Also here's a picture of her feet.  Baby feet are the best.

July 19 = Homecoming Day

We got to come home! 

I got this glider about a week before Malia was born and I love it so much!  It came with an ottoman so it was really easy for me to rock her without hurting myself.  I came home with percocet but it ended up giving me a really bad headache so I had to stop taking that which meant it was a little harder for me to get around but we made it.

Here she is holding her bottle at 3 days old ;)

And here's big brother Liam- doing his own thing

July 16 = Malia's Birthday!

The day finally arrived!  I had trouble falling asleep and then woke up at 4am and couldn't go back to sleep- I was so excited to meet our little girl!  I wasn't allowed to eat or drink after midnight and with my pregnancy craving of ice, this was quite a disappointment.  But I made it through and we- Zachary, my mom and I- headed to the hospital around 10:30.  We checked in, I got changed into my glamorous robe and got hooked up to the monitor, got the IV, and took a anti-nausea medicine that is the worst tasting thing I've ever experienced.  At one point I remember being so hungry, thirsty and tired of being in that stupid bed that I got really frustrated and was just itching to get the show on the road.  Finally, they came and gave Zachary his OR gear and my mom went to the waiting room and we headed to the OR.  There we did the spinal tap- a tad bit more painful than I remember with Liam- of course with Liam the c-section was an emergency and I had already had two epidurals that were not effective and was fully dilated so the spinal tap was nothing.  I got in position on the operating table- Zachary made a comment that it didn't look like I was about to have a baby- it looked like I was being crucified.  Pretty soon afterwards the surgeon and his whole team came in and we got going!  I can't describe what it felt like- I was much more aware of what was going on this time around and Zachary was so very supportive- he kept rubbing my hair and telling me how great I was doing.  My blood pressure was perfect the whole time and I was able to stay pretty calm just meditating on the fact that I'd be hearing a beautiful baby's cry in a few minutes.  And boy did we hear her cry.  When Liam was born, he didn't make a sound- I didn't know he had even been born until they told me they were almost done sewing me back up.  Malia let everyone know she had arrived.  I heard the doctor comment that she had the cord wrapped around her neck once- I'm not sure how scary that is supposed to be but I was just glad to hear her cry.  Zachary snapped a picture so I got to see a glimpse of her.  Zachary went with her and the nurses to do her APGAR scores and whatever they do to newborns which took about 10 minutes and then they came back in and I got to actually see and touch her!

Zachary and Malia then headed to the recovery room- they have you stay in there for an hour just to make sure mom and baby are doing fine before moving to the third floor where you stay until you go home.  It took another 45 minutes to sew me up- come to find out my scar from Liam's c-section was pretty messed up so the doctor fixed it and now I have one, very flat, discreet scar instead of my pink, raised, painful scar.  So eventually I got to make my way into the recovery room.  Everything went really well and we were able to move to our more permanent room where my mom, dad and brother brought Liam to meet his little sister!

Liam wasn't quite sure what to think- He poked her nose and then wanted to get down so he could walk around.  For the next few days, my dad and brother stayed home with Liam and my mom came to visit us for a few hours each day.  The pastor of the church we started going to came by and one of the guys in Zachary's LEAD Program came by with gifts from his cohort- beautiful flowers, clothes and shoes and other goodies for Malia and lots of cool stuff for Liam too- bubbles, a container of snakes and one of bugs- it was so thoughtful of them!  Malia stayed glued to my chest or arms for the majority of our hospital stay and that was just how I liked it.  The first time I nursed shortly after Malia was born, it went really well- she was a pro.  However- the second time it was super, super painful like it was with Liam.  And the pain never let up.  I saw three different lactation consultants and one finally came up with the theory that I had a yeast infection in my breasts and that's why it was so very painful.  I nursed for the first two days but by Friday I couldn't take it anymore so I became reacquainted with my friend, the pump.  It was painful to pump as well but not quite as bad.  The good thing about pumping is that other people can help feed Malia so I can get in a nap here or there and not have to wake up every time she wants to eat.  Also, I'm hoping that I can repeat my success I had with pumping for Liam and have such a large supply of milk that I am able to donate to babies who are in the NICU- obviously a cause dear to my heart.

July 15 = Malia Eve

We have had a busy day today.  After breakfast, Liam and I headed to the grocery store to get the ingredients needed to make chicken casserole and sloppy joes- my mom will be making those Thursday and Friday night.  I'm hoping she saves the chicken casserole for Friday just in case I get to come home by then.  We came home and I ran the perishable food in and we headed out again to go to target- Liam ran out of his bubble bath last night and that had to be replaced stat.  I had also ordered a boppy cover online and chose to pick it up in the store but it was actually a different brand name so I cancelled the order.  Poor Malia will have to use big brother's blue boppy covers for a while.  We do have one gender neutral one- three peas in a pod- from Liam & Malia's great granny Jean so that's on the pillow now and in the car ready to hopefully assist me in nursing.  Then we went to Barnes & Noble to get Zachary a book called Why a Daughter Needs a Dad.  I opened up to a random page and read three of the 50 or 100 reasons and teared up.  I know personally there is nothing like the relationship between a little girl and her daddy.  I also picked up a cute little book- From Mother to Daughter.  I got the From Father to Son for Zachary for his first Father's Day so I thought it'd be neat to have a guide for myself.  Then Liam and I shared one of our traditions that we probably won't be able to do for a while- our Chickfila date.  He ate all of his chicken and enjoyed his ice.  We came home, Liam took a nap and the educator from the Infants & Toddlers Program came to the house for her first session with him.  She came an hour early on accident so when she left, Liam finished his nap.  Zachary got home and eventually we went to dinner at Outback.  I don't get to eat for a while so I wanted dinner to be really good.  Then we came home and packed... we just put Liam to bed about 30 minutes ago.  I wanted to say all the right things to him like he could understand what's going on.  I wanted to tell him that things are going to be really different starting tomorrow but the depth of my love for him will never change.  I wanted to tell him he will always be our first baby.  The first one we learned to feed and bathe.  The first one for whom we had to decide crib bumpers or no crib bumpers, when to let him cry longer than we felt comfortable with.  He was the first one we had to see hurting and not able to help and he was the first one whose tickle spots we found that made the most beautiful sounds we've ever heard come out.  He taught us a lot and we'll let Malia know she should be grateful to him for that.  But Malia will teach us a lot too.  We'll have to learn a lot about the sibling dynamic through her.  My brother and I are 7 years apart- there wasn't a lot of rivalry there- we didn't get compared that much because we have always been at different stages of our lives.  Zachary and his brother are a little closer in age and went through more of those experiences but Liam and Malia are probably going to be one grade apart.  They're probably going to be mistaken for twins.  They're going to like the same toys and doing the same things which will be convenient in some ways and nightmarish in others.  My prayer for them is that they'll always be close.  I know they're going to drive each other crazy sometimes but at the end of the day I hope they close their eyes knowing that they love and are loved by each other.  Now that Liam has gone to bed my focus is turning to Malia.  The main thing I'm wondering: is she going to look like Liam did when he was born?  How long is she, how much does she weigh?  Then my thoughts go to the delivery.  I pray we have a routine, boring delivery.  I can't wait to see the look in Zachary's eyes when he holds his baby girl for the first time.  I'm also very curious- and a little anxious- to see how Liam reacts.  Is he going to poke her?  Blow her kisses?  I wonder if she, unlike her brother, will love being held and snuggled.  I hope so.  For now, I'm going to go enjoy a bath.  I won't be home for a few days and then I don't know how long it'll be before I can sit in water with my incision so I'm going to make this one count- candles, bubble bath, Joshua Radin music, the whole 9 yards.  Zachary's currently engaged in his relaxing activity- watching the MLB All Star game.  And I've got to remember to eat around 11:30 since I'm not allowed to eat after midnight.  Man oh man, not looking forward to that.  Also my parents and brother will be here in about an hour!  I'm so excited they will be able to be here to meet Malia as soon as they can and take good care of the little man.  Malia's been safe and content for the last nine months- I assume this because I haven't had any rib shots like I did with Liam and she's stuck around this long instead of surprising us and coming early- but she's about to come into a family- immediate and extended- who love her and whose love for her will only grow with time.

Maybe instead of Joshua Radin, I will listen to MercyMe's Beautiful.  I hope I can help Malia keep these words and truly know this in her heart:

You're beautiful.
You are treasured.
You are sacred.
You are His.
You're beautiful.

July 11 = Aquarium Day

I really wanted to give Liam one last day that was all about him.  Pretty soon- any day now Miss Malia- it's gonna be a lot harder to make a day all about Liam.  So Zachary had the idea of going to the National Aquarium in Baltimore- about 45 minutes away from us.  If he had known they didn't allow strollers, he might have picked a different place ;)

We started the day at Miss Shirley's Cafe in downtown Annapolis for breakfast.  I got blackberry pancakes and turkey sausage, Zachary got an omelet made of egg whites with zucchini and green peppers and we got Liam the Belgian waffles which came with a side of fruit (strawberries, cantaloupe, honeydew melon, pineapple and blackberries) and eggs.  This was probably the best breakfast he's ever been presented with but since he drank some milk on the way to the restaurant- oops- he didn't eat hardly any of it.

After breakfast, we ran and got the tickets and refilled drinks and then headed to Baltimore!  We saw the stadium where the Ravens play and got a really good view of Camden Yards where the Orioles play.  Then we parked and walked to the aquarium.  As we're getting our tickets checked, the lady told us the stroller check was on the right and Zachary and I looked at each other like "oh noooooo."  So we left our tiny, umbrella stroller behind and the adventure began.  Liam wanted to do everything himself- he was Mr. Independent.  Zachary said he saw 3 exhibits the entire time we were there but it was all about Liam and I think he had fun walking around even if he didn't pay attention to a single fish.  This was by far his favorite part.

This was towards the beginning when he was still being slightly cooperative- one of the few exhibits Zachary saw.

I like this little guy:

Liam led us to the cafe where we got to look at the view.

This was one of my favorite exhibits:

We got the stroller back!

I love pictures of my little man sleeping- he gave it a good fight but when we were about 5 minutes from home, he gave up.

Nothing better than this:

July 10 = Snack Day

I just thought this picture was too funny.  Liam never watches tv and he very rarely stays still.  Here I caught him eating laying down while eating his snack and checking out the tv.  I am obsessed with trail mix but I'm super picky.  I hate raisins which eliminates a large percentage of trail mixes.  So we found a good one at Sam's Club- dried strawberries and blueberries, almonds, cashews and yogurt chips.  We bought banana chips, chocolate chips and caramel bites separately and I just add those to a little bowl of the trail mix and it is just so so good.  Liam likes it too- most of the parts.  We pick out the almonds, break the cashews into fourths and make sure the strawberries aren't too big.

Also- here's a delayed after hair cut picture :)

July 9 = Doctor Day

Poor little Liam.  I think the sneezing started Thursday.  In a span of 5 minutes he sneezed 12 times.  Everything coming out of his nose was clear so I felt like it was okay to take him to PT and Speech on Friday but both therapists noted he was sneezing (they also noted the clear color).  So I sent a message to Liam's doctor.  He also had some crazy spots on his stomach, chest and upper back.  I assumed it was eczema because that seems to be the problem anytime he gets any spots but I just wanted to check.  Over the weekend he developed a fever so we went in to rotating Tylenol and Ibuprofen every 3 hours to control that.  So Dr. Modi said he thinks the culprit is allergies and that the buildup in his head from the allergies was a breeding ground for a virus that caused the fever.  So he started him on Zyrtec.  I hate loading up a not even two year old with so much medicine but Dr. Modi's approach is to try it for a month and take him off- that might just do the trick.  If the sneezing continues, put him back on it and play around with it- take him off about every month because if it's a seasonal thing one of these times we stop the medicine the symptoms won't reappear.  He seems to be feeling better now that the fever is gone but check out this picture and how skinny my child is!  We gotta get some meat on his bones stat.

After Liam's appointment we came home, got changed, went to the grocery store and I started dinner while Liam took a nap.  When he got up it was time to go to my OB appointment.  It took 30 minutes to get there and the appointment lasted approximately 5 minutes but the doctor listened to the heartbeat and measured my belly and everything looks good.  She said it wasn't necessary to keep my Monday appointment since everything's looking good- we are all set for Wednesday.  I'm still so surprised she's hung on this long- I really expected her to be early like her brother.  I'm hoping she's waiting until Monday so she can share a birthday with her late great grandmother whose middle name she will share as well.  Of course if she waits until Wednesday we will just be excited to see her that day anyway but we are so excited and eager to meet her and to see Liam's reaction.  I'm also excited to see all the grandparents' and uncles' meet Miss Malia.  She's already one loved little girl but as with experience I know our love for her will only grow- very very soon!!

July 6 = Haircut & Cleaning Day

The days in which Liam is sporting a cowlick were steadily increasing so we decided it was time to get him a haircut.  After church and lunch we went to Sports Clips where Zachary got his hair cut too.  Here's a before (taken at Ruby Tuesday during lunch) and during shot.

I don't have a great after shot but I do have pictures of Liam helping us dust.  Zachary and I were tackling different pieces of furniture individually so Liam decided we needed his help.  He grabbed a rag and got to work dusting the couch pillows, walls and window sills.  It was pretty much the cutest thing ever.

 

July 5 = Play With Friends Day

We celebrated our 4th anniversary a few weeks ago.  A few weeks before that I was trying to figure out how Zachary and I could go out to dinner without the little man.  My original plan was for my parents to come up and watch Liam for a weekend in our apartment while we went to Mount Vernon and had a relaxing weekend before the baby came.  However, we learned Zachary had a class that met on two separate weekends, all afternoon Friday, all day Saturday and all day Sunday.  It was more practical for me to get them to come up on that weekend and help my 8 month pregnant self take care of Liam than for us to get a weekend away so that's what we did.  There's always next year right?  Ha.  Anyway- I was talking to my newly made friend, Rachel, who lives on the 3rd floor directly above us and she said they could watch Liam for us that night and I proposed we start a system where they watch Liam for us and we'll watch her kid(s) for her.  They have a 7 week old daughter so we won't be following far behind in joining the 2 kids club.  She loved the idea and so Saturday we paid them back for watching Liam for our anniversary.  They took little Allison with them and Jake stayed with us for a few hours.

Liam hasn't spent a ton of time around other kids since I stay at home with him.  Thankfully, Rachel and another mom in our apartment, Anne- who was due with her second child 3 days ago- are in the same boat so I think we can help each other find avenues for our kids to have that time.  I say this because I'm thrilled we have this new babysitting trade-off system because it gives Liam a little time with a 3 year old.  He's still a little unsure about the whole thing and spends most of his time playing in a different room rather than fully interacting but I think it'll get better as time passes.  Here are some pictures that caught some of the interaction they did have!

 

July 4 = Independence Day!!

Woo-hoo!  Another real holiday!  We love the 4th of July and celebrated all day long.  We started with toast topped with red (strawberry jelly), white (bananas in the shape of stars), and blue (blueberries).

Then we had leftover spaghetti for lunch- not so exciting- but topped that off with some homemade blueberry lemonade slushies!

We then worked on Malia's room, which has nothing to do with independence day but here's a picture anyway :)

Then we had your classic hotdogs and hamburgers for dinner of course and finally, headed out to watch some fireworks over at the Naval Academy.  The car traffic wasn't bad at all on the way over there and we were thinking we probably should have driven to prevent this almost 38 weeks pregnant lady from walking all the way over there but when said 38 weeks pregnant lady had to go to the bathroom so badly on the way home, we were thankful we were walking and not in the very, very long line to get off campus.

Zachary caught a lightening bug for Liam to look at.  Liam did a little bit more than look :(

On the way home

Oh!  How could I forget!  When we got home, we had delicious strawberry cupcakes with vanilla icing and sprinkles waiting for us.  Yummmmmm!

July 3 = Clean Day

I grabbed some all purpose cleaner to attack the bathrooms- my favorite chore of the week... not.  And I forgot to put the child lock back on the cabinet.  This is the one cabinet it's not great for Liam to get into.  I came back from scrubbing two bathrooms and this is what I find.  That is a container of dish detergent packets.  He nearly gave me a heart attack.

July 3rd also = all the guys (Zachary, Liam and Joey) relax day.  Liam also invited his giraffe, Gigi, to the party.

July 1 = Help Mommy Day

I've heard that nesting is a sign that labor is imminent.  Nesting is the urge to get things ready for the baby- to clean, organize, etc.  I do this every single day of my life.  Maybe people who don't make a habit of this notice a difference when it gets close to their delivery day but with Liam I never noticed an increase in the desire to be organized.  I've been thinking about how to best organize Malia's room since we moved in and I tweak something at least 3 times a week.  We have been blessed with family and friends providing us with lots of clothes for Malia.  We have items in each size up to over 12 months.  We were equally blessed with Liam and it was so nice to have clothes already when we went to put a 6 month onesie on and it was a struggle.  I made sure all of his clothes were washed and sorted and that was such a blessing in the long run so I've done the same with Malia.  The only challenge is where do you put all of these clothes- some of which you won't need for a year.  I had her 6-9 and 9-12 month clothes in this nightstand table but I found some empty bins and thought it'd be better to have the nightstand table drawers available for something else- they were filled approximately 3 minutes after being emptied.  So I needed to transfer the clothes from the drawers into the bins.  I was trying to keep Liam with me because Zachary was working on a paper so I thought it'd be interesting and comical to see if Liam would help me with my chore.  He did!  It was such an awesome moment because not only did he listen and actually comply, but he understood the words I said.  I pointed a little but he showed a level of understanding that I've never seen him show before!

 

June 30 = Don't Wanna Eat Day

It is well known that I have never enjoyed vegetables.  When I found out I was pregnant with Liam I gave it a good effort.  I swallowed peas and carrots whole and gagged after a few bites but I really did try.  When Liam was born- although my nutrition affected him when I was pregnant- it was easier to see that what I eat makes it into the milk he drinks and so I tried a little harder.  I enlisted Zachary's help and we found ways to cook vegetables that added a little variety to my diet and made it so I didn't gag every other bite.  But the real kicker came when Liam started eating solid foods.  He loved everything.  He ate avocado, squash, zucchini, peas, carrots, green beans, asparagus... anything we gave him, he ate.  I was so grateful he wasn't a picky eater like I was but it hit me very quickly that he would one day, he may question why he had to eat his vegetables if I wasn't eating mine.  That was the kicker and now I'm a vegetable eating pro.  Now, I'm never going to order a vegetable as a side at a restaurant over fries or a baked potato but my kids won't be able to use my refusal to eat my vegetables as a reason not to eat theirs.  So I made a meal we call chicken and vegetables because we are super original in this house.  I pick apart a rotisserie chicken (my least favorite part) and throw in potato wedges, green peppers, onions and carrots.  It's a healthy meal I feel great about having Liam eat.  We had it for dinner the night before and then I heated up some leftovers for Liam the next day for lunch.

Well here's what he thought of my healthy meal.

In contrast, we went to Outback for dinner.  Anytime Kevin Harvick finishes in the top 10 in a NASCAR race, Outback gives free bloomin' onions to anyone who mentions the driver or his finish.  In other words, as bloomin' onion enthusiasts, we frequent Outback on Mondays during NASCAR season.  We don't give Liam any because it probably wouldn't be great for him but he's distracted by his love of the bread that he doesn't notice.  He has this new habit of wanting anything he eats to be dipped in something.  It makes sense when it's chicken tenders dipped in barbecue sauce or, as in this picture, bread dipped in butter.  When he tried to dip his grapes in ketchup the other day though, it became a little strange.  But if that what it takes to get him to eat, I'm all for it.

 

June 26 = Escalator Day

June 26th was also our 4th wedding anniversary but you aren't here to read about us- Liam is the star of the show!  We went to target- what else could a girl ask for on her anniversary.  This is an interesting Target with a parking deck- you have to go up a floor to get to the store... they have stairs and an elevator but clearly, the escalator is the most exciting method.

June 26th was also USA vs. Germany day.  We had gone to Target to find some USA gear to wear in support of our team.  We ended up at Old Navy but you always have to start at Target!  Anyway, several guys from Zachary's LEAD Program cohort met at an English pub to watch the game so we met them there.  It was standing room only... there were so many people there so Liam and I found a spot in front of a pool table and set up shop.  We brought books, toys and snacks.  Here's one of Liam's new shirts- he also got a Boston Red Sox shirt and another patriotic shirt.

It is so very fortunate for me that I am not a germaphobe.  Zachary and I decided early on it was okay and even maybe good for Liam to be exposed to a few germs... this may be taking it a little far but what do you do?

June 25 = Try Ice Day

Chick-fil-a dates with Liam are one of my favorite things in the world.  We don't have any super close to us so I try to work it in when we have to be somewhere that is a little closer.  Conveniently for me, the office we go to for Liam's physical and speech therapy every Monday and Wednesday is less than half a mile down the road from one.  I get a 12 piece chicken nugget meal so we can share the chicken and then Liam gets a fruit cup, or if we have lots of fruit and I remember to bring him a fruit cup, we might share a chocolate chip cookie.  Usually he drinks out of his sippy cup but pregnancy brain mommy forgot to bring one so I got him a kids cup of water.  He didn't love it so I finished the water while he was in therapy but there was a lot of ice left.  He loved it!  And remember chick-fil-a has the tiny pieces of ice so he wasn't biting them and they weren't a choking hazard :)

Even when he was reunited with his sippy cup, the ice eating continued.