were leaving we picked up a few Icee's to cool off. Sophia didn't
drink much of hers and it melted pretty quickly. I dumped it down the
drain and rinsed the cup when we got home since she was still
sleeping. Ever since she has been looking for/demanding her Icee.
"Where my Icee go?" has been screamed at me constantly. Why is it
always my fault that something has gone missing? I think Steve has
been putting ideas in her head. He still thinks I threw out his
scrapbook. It's so hard to be picked on.
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