Granddad gave him a lick of his ice lolly, which would usually bother me, but you know what? It was a few licks, and it's not like he will be bloody eating ice lollies every day.
The chillyness obviously confused him, but other than that he enjoyed it.
By the time the spaghetti was made he was tired and grumpy, so in the end he didn't get to eat any. Ho hum.
I nicked some cantaloupe melon whilst I was there to give to him the next day.
He liked cantaloupe melon a lot.