Once upon a time there was a little boy whose name was Nathan. He loved to get into mischief! One afternoon, while his mother was feeding his baby sister in the other room, he decided to wander through the house and see what kind of mischief he could find today. Pretty soon, his mother heard "ssslllrrrrppp...aaahh. sssllllrrrrppp...aaahhh." So, she decided to get up and find out what her little trouble maker was up to today.
"Hey!" she said, "somebody's been eating my porridge!"
"It wasn't me!" exclaimed the little boy Nathan...
...or was it?
And so, the Mother chuckled and grabbed her innocent, milk face, cherrio breath son and gave him kisses all over. Then she whipped out her magic wand and magically cleaned up the mess and they all lived happily ever after.
(what? it's a fairytale. they all have happy endings. even though we all know that there is no such thing as magic wands and that while messes just "magically" appear they DON'T "magically" DISappear!)
1 comment:
Nice. I love those kinds of messes! I've never seen Nathan look more like Jason than in the one of him tilting to the side. Looks just like his little boy pics!
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