Maury loves to play the crane game. Regardless of the fact that his odds of winning, based on both scientific studies of the games and his own actual life-to-date history, are slim to none, he always pleads with me to play. Tonight, at Walmart, this was the face I got from him as he begged. This, of course, followed a bunch of other harrying from the girl child for everything she saw in the store that she wanted for Christmas.


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