Greetings this fine Thursday morning from
ASHLYN
who rocks Groucho Marx’s new trashy toddler clothing line …
… and from …
DYLAN
who performed his spot-on impression of bleary-eyed Donald Duck quacking with a cold sore …
… and from …
CAMERON
who informed me this morning that his new basketball shoes will probably make him the best baller in school. Like even way, way better than a sixth grader …
… and from …
SAVANNAH
our Bed-Headed, Bad-Dressing Bandit who nearly made it across the border out the door in this ridiculous, if typical, getup …
… and from …
SEANRY
the elusive sun-rise zebra boy …
… and finally from …
KADEN
who sports the latest looks in trauma care: hip admittance bracelet? check; enormous ice pack? check; triceratops fascinator? check, check.
The British fashion press is going to be all over this one.
Now go enjoy your weekend!
2 comments:
Oh poor Dylan, he has the cold sore curse. I feel his pain and Kayden's too - hope he's on the mend. As for your fashion queens and bb star - rock on!
Whoa! What happened to Kaden?
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