So I holler at the kids to come sit on the couch so I can take their picture and only 2 show up.
Click... So cute

Hollering does not work so we captured the resistant children only to have Karist insist that she already had her picture taken and she was done.

She pleads with us to set her free. If you look over shoulder you will see signs of things to come. That look is not innocence but a evil "I will get my own way anyway" look.

The final product. The bomb was dropped. Everyone scattered and left me to clean up the poopy mess.

Easter Pic of 2007
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I can smell that stink all the way through the computer screen.
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