Melts in your hand, not in your mouth

Maria gave her son, Chip, an ice cream cone. She needed to keep him occupied until she discovered what strange magic or science had caused her to swap bodies with him. Though Chip was still a young boy on the inside, it was rapidly changing. The things that appealed to him just a few moments ago, like this ice cream cone, seemed sort of silly now. As his mind started to fill with other things that an adult woman would be concerned with, the ice cream cone started to melt. Chip was worried where his mom had gone in his body; it was a strange motherly instinct. A young boy simply shouldn't go running off on his own--even if that young boy was technically his mom!