The Frederickson Family quickly settled down to a happy and contented life together.
“Mommy, look at me!” giggled Rapunzel, holding up her hands, covered in paint. "Look at me, Mommy!"
She had paint on her face as well.
“Oh, honestly!” Ellie laughed, picking her up to wash her off. “You’re meant to put the paint on the paper, not you, Rapunzel!”
“She’s making herself a work of art, Ellie,” Carl replied, causing her to laugh again.
“Daddy, can I be an artist someday?” asked Rapunzel as her mother washed the paint from her hands and face.
“Of course you can, honey. You...
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