I want to be like Angry Chicken when I grow up. Oh, deary me these are so cute. I need to remember to make these for Peanut when she's a little bigger and a little less, um destructive. Paper is for tearing into tiny pieces, not for stories, at least right now.
Oh how I want to be more creative.... Also, I want to make cake in jars, too. Like Not Martha and Angry Chicken. Oh baking how I miss thee.
Blargh.
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