Long day in the saddle. The glass shop wants to keep the truck another night because blah blah whatever I stopped listening. So I did the daycare ride both ways. Kiddo had a good-behavior report and that's been a problem so we went for ice cream again. I started for the nearest Baskin Robbins and he requested a different shop. That was easy, on we go. We get to the front of the other one and he says BUT I WANTED BASKID ROBIDS and I tell him no, it's miles back and up a steep hill, provoking a mini meltdown. I talk him down and we have ice cream at this new place that is selling what are basically cronut cones.
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Genesis 49:16-17
"Well, well!" said Holmes, impatiently. "A good cyclist does not need a high road. The moor is intersected with paths and the moon is at the full."