We decided to make butter (for no apparent reason)and D. emerges from his room with this contraption.
Gotta love him!
*side note-my mom called while we were doing this and she said something like:
How very Betsy Ross of you to do something from Americana. I told her I needed something to blog about since we weren't doing anything but a BBQ with my sister.
She said I could name the post
"Betsy Ross comes out of the closet"
Yeah...I don't think so mom, but thanks anyway.
2 comments:
Very Cool Dallin! So proud I get to claim you as my nephew! How did the butter taste Betsy Ross??
You make me smile! That's what I love about you and your darn cute family!
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