Coco may take up sulking in the basement pretty soon if this keeps up.
All of the gang gathered together. Look at how all that sunscreen worked!
If only he had loyal Internet followers who cared about him at all.
A free built-in babysitter who is handling the most difficult among us with relative ease.
A skeptic turned into a zealot.
In the hectic hours leading up to a vacation away from home. Marlo is currently screaming about some injustice and I am currently ignoring.
Soaking in the heat of early July, my favorite month of the year.
“You don’t know what you’ve got till you lose it all again.”
She’s a living, breathing paper shredder, one that can disfigure rubber balls and canvas and various metal objects.
I really do hope that the title of this post gets that song stuck in your head.