Then, not since Wade Heckenhead have I been so duped. Marpy, and a slew of confederates (including her mom) convinced me that she was eleven turning twelve. After the egg was broken (below) a teenaged confession was forthcoming. The age limits for egg breaking are clearly 5 until 12 (no toddlers... no teenagers). I've been had. All in good fun. Happy Birthday Marpy... too bad your shot glanced off the top of my head. The six-year-old above, and the five-year-old below were better shots. Too bad, so sad!
Below is the work of a young CT. The five-year-old actually got a lame shot but this obviously made up for it.
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