A.J. and I spent hours dressing up this clothes pin to represent an ancestor who owned a farm (Wheeler Farm to be exact). While we left it to dry it seems someone could not resist the urge to take a bite of that delicious, stale marshmellow-nevermind that I have an entire bag in the cupboard. It must have been the mouth watering googly eyes that weakened her resolve. For some of us it's chocolate, for others its cookies...for the Sister-Monster it's google eyed mallows!
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oh, this made me LAUGH!! i have to know: did "farmer wheeler" go to school with the back of his head bitten off??
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