Ever decreasing circles

By Shelleylou71

Agent S

Eldest child comes back from a night camping in the woods with the Cubs, with face paint on her. Turns out she liked it so much she slept in it and refused to have her face wiped. Sounded like they had an amazing time being spies, with secret identities and having to search the woods for clues. Head torches and flash lights were compulsory of course!

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