Brad eats otter pops like one of the kids. Austin and Torri will cry if they don't get a bit. Last night Brad ate the last Popsicle and they apparently didn't get enough. So we made a snow cone. They didn't mind sharing with each other, but they both got mad, when Brad tried to sneak a bit in. The cold doesn't faze them at all. I had to give them a cracker when the Icy was gone to keep their mind off of it.
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