You're right. That is bizarre. Funny, though. I bet the kids love it!
Just curious how your “Flour Babies” die there.
We do our “Flour Babies“ every other year. Alternating years do eggs; luck of the even-odd draw!
Ours neither have heads nor duct tape, but losing eight ounces from a five-pound bag constitutes death, with graduating grades for lost weight.... (I always thought cheaters could just refill the bag with flour from another sack purchased at the store. Can you imagine black-market flour in someone’s locker for babies to gain weight, like anaflouric steroids? :-D)
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