After dinner, in the car, on the way to Coldstone.
Me: I guess I could just get ice cream and you could NOT get some because your stomache hurts.
W: And then I can sit there and watch you eat it in front of me?
Me (enthusiastically): Yeah!
W: Or... Why don't I get some, then you can eat my ice cream in front of me.
Me: Even better! Why didn't you get me THAT for my birthday?
Tuesday, August 21, 2007
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