So the kids were just begging me to let them go into the basement, watch some TV, and have some quiet time (that's how they spin it). I kept saying no, go play outside. But after a few minutes of this back-and-forth bantering I caved. Within five minutes of them being in the basement the ice cream truck came through our neighborhood. Thankfully they were too glued to the tube to hear the call of ice cream.
Score: Mom, 1 Kids, 0
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