The Molding

Gran and Mom took me to the "cast-making" on Friday.
Before...I kept on making my "Elmer Fudd" face.
Mom and Gran felt very sorry for me. It was very scarey! They covered my head with a net, only cutting a hole for breathing. Then, with my eyes covered, they spent 15 minutes covering my head with plaster strips and blowing cold air on me so it would dry quickly (not quick at all to me.) Mom had the job of holding my arms down (so mean!), and Gran just had to sit and watch my agony! After 15 min. of me trying to let them know I did not like this, they finally let me have a bath, a bottle, and a nap. Mom promised she wouldn't let it happen again!
At least they fed me my first vanilla ice cream after wards.
(Although it still does not make up for the torture!)
-This will have to work as an after picture since Gran and mom did not feel it was
something we would ever want to remember.