I really hope Daddy doesn't read all of the old posts if he ever finds this blog, which he probably will, considering he's on facebook more than I am.
Well, it was really cool- carrot chunk flew everywhere, and the little baby carrots were completely obliterated. It also made a mess of the racket, so we cleaned it up real good and put it back where we found it so that he'd never know the difference.
We switched to a badminton racket after that. By the way, snap peas don't explode. Only carrots.
Here's a pretty picture:
I don't like this; now when I hit tennis balls, it smells like carrots and the strings leave orange square marks on the balls.
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