Can you come and play, Mom?

"Tomorrow," B tells me excitedly, "we'll be going to the waterfront and we'll go in the fountains and my teacher said we can even get ice cream!!!" "Ice cream?" I ask. "Really?" He nods. "Yeth. As much ice cream as we want." His eyes get all soft and dreamy. "I'm going to get FIVE scoops of vanilla ice cream." I laugh. "That sounds like a lot of vanilla ice cream." B looks at me. "Can you meet us there? Can you? You could come play in the fountains with us!" I sigh. "I don't think so. Your teacher prefers that I stay away," I tell him. He frowns and I think, hmmmm... Maybe I'll sneak down there anyhow...