Starts out cute and quickly heads downhill. Mason was Abraham Lincoln for his school's Spring program. Speaking part. He did an amazing job. You could hear him and everything. His mama's so proud. After the program, his grandmas couldn't resist trying on his costume. Grandpa Bob could have resisted, but Grandma Marlene wouldn't let him. Speaking of the costume, muchas gracias to Grandma Evelyn. That woman created a very respectable (and recognizeable!) Abe out of supplies she had in the back of a closet somewhere. She's amazing. Really. I'm forever indebted. Without her, Mason might have ended up wearing a sign on his chest saying, "I'm Abraham Lincoln." Costume desing is not my gifting.
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