The old folks...
vs. the whippersnappers.
Just look at the fear on his face. Can you blame him? Those marshmallows are dangerous! (Everyone all together now... you'll shoot your eye out)
Caution is thrown to the wind and a full frontal assault is employed...
A fight for ammo ensues...
One of them learns the fine art of taking cover...
And there's always one who thinks the grass is greener and defects to the other side, until he gets hit from both Old Folks in semi-automatic marshmallow mode.
While Eddie crawled around cleaning up the carnage, feeding himself marshmallow...
after marshmallow...
after marshmallow...
after marshmallow...
after marshmallow...
after marshmallow...
after marshmallow...
Until it all came back up to haunt us. We were fully aware of the possibility, but so excited that he's actually gaining the fine motor skills necessary that we overlooked the inevitable.
Long Live Marshmallow Guns!
3 comments:
i was going to say you're so brave for doing it inside....until i saw josh eating them all...and then i reverted back to my original thought when i saw him puking.
you probably had the best night of everyone in town!
Ok, that has me intrigued. I gotta get some pv pipe (or whatever it is called) and a bag of mini marshmallows and it is GAME ON
How fun! Josh is so cute eating all the marshmallows.
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