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Scrambled eggs.
Silas is a snap. But is it as easy for you to spot Luke in the mix? | |
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Found him, and the side of Anna Claire's head (plus her ride) and Willster's basket and left foot! Posted by: Chrsity at April 2, 2008 08:10 AM
Yeah, I found you this morning, too! :) I remember you saying you were on the opposite side, but I didn't realize I had gotten you guys in the shot! Fun! Posted by: Jeanine at April 2, 2008 08:17 AM
True pandemonium. I can't get over this... and from the thumbnail preview it looked as if everyone was rushing to a mid-field kid-fight. Talk about a rush... my heart is pounding just looking at this image. Posted by: Josh T. at April 2, 2008 08:49 AM
It really was insane. Neither of them were able to get even _one_ egg. There were just too many kids and too few eggs. They were so sad! But to top it off, the eggs were empty, which just devastated them. William gave each of the boys one of his treasured eggs, though, which was just so sweet - thank you, William! Posted by: Jeanine at April 2, 2008 10:44 AM
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