Dear Jake,
Thanks for enjoying "popsicles." I have a confession to make. The thing that we call "popsicles" are really a concoction frozen in ice cube trays which contain both kale and blueberries -- two foods you despise. A mom's gotta do what a mom's gotta do. Apparently in frozen, pureed form, you think they're fantastic. And so does Harper.
Love,
Mom
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