Yesterday I took the girls for ice cream. Each girl got a 'single scoop' which actually was more like a double scoop. Helena attacked hers with relish. I assumed that sooner or later she would get tired of it. After all, this is the girl who can't finish any meal, even when it is just two scrambled eggs.
I finally said to her, "Geez you are eating a lot of ice cream for a little girl..." And she said, "They don't call me Helena for nothing!"