Ben and I often eat popcicles in the afternoon and Mollie has been wanting one really bad. Today I decided that she could have one. I stripped her down to her bloomers so that she wouldn't ruin her dress. I probably should have taken the bloomers off, too.
Ben wanted to eat his popcicle with a "naked tummy" too.
Mollie was determined to chew on the wrong end of the popcicle and it all slid onto the ground.
"Where is my popcicle?"
The first popcicle ended in heartache.
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