Or at least Easter paper bags.
But skip the plastic “grass”. I got so sick of pulling loose strands (very slowly and carefully, so save the lectures) from the butt-holes of my four evil little sods after they ate it (if they didn’t throw it up in clumps first), we just stopped using it altogether.
If I fits, I sits…
Looks like he’s a real basket case.
January 03, 2015
November 02, 2017