Late night. Playtime with Rama. On the floor, with princesses.
Rama: Ok, what story do we make up now?
Me: I can't stop thinking about ice cream.
Rama: Oh, you can't think about ice cream, you can't have ice cream, 'cause we already toothbrush. Think about, uhmmm, vegetables!
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