No, I'm not talking about some new kind of drug (although I'm sure there is a drug known as "Ice."). I'm talking about bags of ice.
My kids and I went to the grocery store. When it was time to check out, my son bolted to the ice cooler. He opened the door and stuck his head inside.
"What are you doing?" I asked.
The cashier smiled. "Ice bags do have a rather exotic smell," he said.
"Bubba, get your head out of the cooler," I said.
Another cashier looked over. "Oh, he's so cute!" she said.
"He's so crazy!" I corrected.
I think he got it from his dad.