Chubby Bunny

Hubby is up working a week of third and fourth grade at Rock Lake Christian Assembly.  He must of gotten in "trouble" for something because this was the picture I recieved this afternoon.  He had to do chubby bunny's, which is basically shoving marshmallows in your mouth until you can't coherently say "chubby bunny" anymore.  He got 20 in.  That is a new camp record.  Should I be concerned? :))

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