Who doesn't like ice cream? Leif always did, from that very first ice cream cone back in Manhattan, Kansas that I posted months ago, to the love of Haagen Dazs Butter Pecan that he asked us to bring to him after he had his motor cycle accident. He could eat a whole pint at a sitting if he let himself, though that wasn't a good idea for his weight.
But back in Japan when he was seven years old there was no worry about that. He could just enjoy slurping it up.
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