Year 3, Day 234

This evening, Miles marched into the kitchen. “I want to go in the ice cream shop,” he declared in no uncertain terms.

“Who said anything about getting ice cream?” I asked.

“MILES,” he answered.

…we did not go to the ice cream shop.

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