Sam looked at the motorcycle helmets hanging in the hallway.
"Mommy, can I use one of those helmets?"
I told him he couldn't but he could go ask Ben if he had one he could play with.
Ben told me Sam said this:
"Daddy, I want to play with one of the motorcycle helmets . . . 'cause I still want to be part of this family, but I don't have a motorcycle helmet."
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