The other day I walked over to the daycare and picked up my son and one of his friends. It was incredibly humid. Half way home, the friend stopped at a relative's house to drop off his knapsack. An aunt gave the boys some ice cream and the problem was to get home before it melted. I tried to keep things moving, but as usual, we got held up by playing Ultraman, looking for fish in a creek, and examining things along the road. We rambled through rice fields and a bamboo grove and finally made it home. We were sweating so much that, after throwing the ice cream in the freezer, we all took cold showers.

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