Do you remember when I asked if you knew what this was?
Wanna know how I convinced him to let me?
He really wanted it. Maybe it was the fact that I had it out on the counter where he could see. Maybe it was the fact that I told him he could have THREE scoops if he held still so I could take that one, itsy-bitsy little stitch out.
He really wanted the ice cream. So he let me.
And he was a happy boy after that.