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Today was not oppressively hot so we went somewhere other than the pool. Mabel insisted on doing everything by herself while singing Call Me Maybe at top volume.
On our way home we stopped by the grocery store and as we passed the hippie section (where the vegan ice cream lives) she looked at me and said, “Are you thinking what I’m thinking?” I have no idea where she heard that and I’m betting it was an accident that she used the phrase properly, but it was funny enough to get her an ice cream treat.
