Kyle had a bad day at school. He sounded just like Alexander in the book Terrible Horrible No Good Very Bad Day. I asked what would make his day better and he pathetically wimpered "ice cream." I realize the precedent I set and I fully expect for him to suddenly have more "bad days". Which is why I talked to him (while he was licking the ice cream dripping down his arm) about other ways to make a bad day better. But I love that the kids are still young enough that their bad days CAN be made better with a little ice cream. They are innocent and worry-free and and that's exactly how they should be at this age.
"What? Do I have something on my face?"
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