Until very recently the spring weather has been great, and we've been enjoying spending evenings on the front porch eating ice cream cones. At first, Patrick was in a state of disbelief that one could acquire a cone outside of the ice cream store (which is frequently "closed"), but now he sweetly leads Madeline outside while we clean up, then waits like a vulture for her to lose interest in her cone so he can swoop in and score a second dessert.
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