Oh Jamison, how you LOVE it when the cashiers at the grocery store give you stickers. This particular day you happily took your sticker, stuck it on top of your head and exclaimed, "It's a helmet!", popped out your wings (like Buz Lightyear) and took off running. You kept that thing up there for several hours until it came off during your nap. Such a silly boy.
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