We drive past the train station.
Glory: Mommy, get Tony. Train.
Me: No, I'm sorry, sweetie. Remember, Tony took the airplane to go see his mommy and daddy.
Glory: (remembering) In soda.
Me: That's right, in Minnesota.
Glory: Ah, no. In soda. Tony in soda.
zantony, I hope you are having fun bathing in all that sweet, carbonated beverage. You
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