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They came. They saw. They did the chicken dance.



I'm working on getting video to share.

It was the perfect ending to a wonderful elementary school tradition.

They will always be remembered as the chickens...

Proud mama doesn't begin to describe my feelings when the curtains opened and the audience erupted in screams and clapping... it was a moment to remember. These boys know how to have a good time... good clean fun.

Good for them.

Happy weekend, friends!

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  1. Anonymous11:29 AM

    Thse memories are truly, really, absolutely priceless and such treasures. These are the kind of memories that make the hair on your arms stand up! Thanks so much for sharing.

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  2. Anonymous11:45 AM

    GREAT COSTUMES...
    Do you have pictures from each year. It would be so fun to see the progression.
    What a fun thing !

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  3. must.see.video.
    I love these photos!

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  4. They are such cool chickens! I love it! I can't wait to see the video :)

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  5. ohmygoodness i can't WAIT for the video!!!! tee hee hee :)

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  6. Those are some kkoy little chickens-I hope there is video soon- I would love to see them act!

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