He's been trying to hustle me into buying him this Iron Man mask for weeks now. Every couple of days we stop by the grocery store to pick up this or that, all the while he taunts and asks. Well, today I finally caved... with stipulations.
If he does these things every day for the rest of the week, it's his on Sunday. I think that's pretty fare, especially the part about popsicles.
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