Whistlered!
Eskimo-like babies.
We Whistlered this past weekend and the kids loved it - gangrenous digits and all.
My Belle donned her hand-me-down gloves from cousin LuLu. Perfect fit can't you tell?
My Man putting on his best smile. Perhaps the poser days are over.....
posted by gremlin at 4:08 PM
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Aiyoh Wendy, I can't believe you call your son fattie.
I call R. Fatso when I'm in a good mood, but I think I pissed off some fat old guy last week.
We were passing McDonald's (shudder) when some big fat guy walked out the door, just as I was looking down at Ryan and crooning "Faaaatso... Faaatso....".
gangrenous digits?! urgh .. and here i am gushing to everyone about what a perfect mom you are! i take it all back ... take note dear phantom readers of my blog!
but seriously - i hate you! wish it were me and babypooh whistling down that snow capped mountain of yours.
I like that pic of D, G and K with the backdrop of the big blue sky. I suspect you were lying down on the ground when you took it. Very artistic.
deal, auntie big panties!
oh u mean one of those shared photos ah? Am short lah, you forgot? tsk. wah man, these verification codes look weirder by the day....I orso need an eye-check soon.
Yes it's one of the shared ones.
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