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I woke up this morning with an idea on my mind, but my six-year-old son also had one, and, privilege of age, he won. My mother calls it the privilege of stubbornness and tells me I’m too easy-going, but that’s for another story.
So we played G.I. Joe goes to intergalactic war in the garden.
GI Joe doesn’t usually wear pajamas when he’s fighting aliens from another dimension, but…