Omar brought Winter to the office after having our late breakfast. It was so hot, Winter welcomed with too much enthusiasm the ice cream Mom gave him. My Winter is no longer a baby, he so looks like a little boy here.
A round of ice cream was not enough. He has to have his second round with a drumstick this time from his cousins.
There, he's still a baby. He still cannot handle eating ice cream the neat way. I'm happy.
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