Sharks for Tea

Spent the afternoon serving tiny cups of pretend tea to pretend baby sharks inhabiting the lounge room floor. Because I was the mummy unicorn, and I had to do what I was told to do, by the baby unicorn.


Stands to reason that the punishment for disobedience would likely involve more sharks.


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