One night we dished up some ice cream for the kids. Tanner thoroughly enjoyed it, so much that he opened up the freezer, pulled out the ice cream, put it on the table, then got my attention, pointed to the ice cream, then his dish, then the ice cream and the dish again, all the while saying, "Mom, mmmmm! Mmmmm! Mom!" How could I say no?
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