Ever since the infamous and bloody Tarpit Massacre many years ago, The Marshmallow Shooter War has become a firmly established Camp Ground-doggie tradition. This year a whole bucket of pvc shooters awaited the hordes and all participated with much gusto (get it? Gust?!) Even Paloma terrorized with her dreaded Spit Missiles. We were all amazed, though, when the little ground-doggie yanked his mother's shooter from her hand, carefully placed a nasty spittle-and-dirt-enhanced marshmallow down the barrel, and put it up to his mouth for a well-placed shot. I guess the violent marshmallow murderous tendencies are deeply instinctive to the Dowdle Clan and Jed is no exception.
Patience
9 years ago
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I can't believe how big he is getting! Sheesh. I love that little man.
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