There just aren’t enough milkshakes in my world, as far as I’m concerned. It’s not that I don’t like them of course. On the contrary, I loove them. It just rarely occurs to me to make them. A month or so ago, we were hanging out at home on a low-key weekend evening when suddenly I had the idea to make strawberry milkshakes for dessert. Such a simple makeover of his usual favorite strawberry ice cream and I was instantly the coolest mom ever in Andrew’s eyes. Milkshakes are definitely that much sweeter when shared with giggling little ones, and simple enough for a spur-of-the-moment treat. Happy Friday!