Well, it took eight months, but this FOOBlite begged to be mashed. Actually, Elly begged to be screamed at with even more spite and vitriol than toddler Elizabeth could get by with a big-ass screaming-Mimi “NO!”
Making fun of this tired attempt to “capture the magic” is too easy. Give it up, Lynn. Please. Go away.
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