Email from Robin this AM:
Max seems to catalog fun events from the past but usually picks out surprising ones. Today, he is fixating on "We can go to Cub Scouts and get food... and Daddy can get dinner and Cooper can get dinner and Lillian can get dinner and Granna can get dinner."
I guess food for he and for I is just understood.
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