Coop saved his birthday and Christmas pennies (and Target gift cards) and has now formed Voltron.


Coop saved his birthday and Christmas pennies (and Target gift cards) and has now formed Voltron.

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  1. Andy GarskeJanuary 4, 2019 at 5:20 PM

    That...is...AWESOME!!!!

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  2. Erik MORNESJanuary 4, 2019 at 6:33 PM

    Let me know when he outgrows it!https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/covw85m5MtYBA5aHsyGEy0ZjxtUhsIc7Zkq_ojLEn3dr1KHfKngVMd3OXqLBkNy1b94Gtxphuw

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  3. Barry LovsethJanuary 5, 2019 at 2:28 PM

    Did you tell him Papa needs him to leave it in the living room when he goes to bed? ... Meanwhile Casey G. frantically uses it for gaming after Coop goes to bed.

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  4. Casey G.January 5, 2019 at 5:04 PM

    It's a good deal for the number of pieces. Well under $0.10 a piece.

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  5. William AltmanJanuary 5, 2019 at 5:32 PM

    The real prize in this picture is the NASA t-shirt. Encourage that kid's dreams.

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