From our photo booth session when Piper was here. Um, I think I had fallen out of the booth. The other two are insane, as you can clearly see. Their eyes. Their eyes are SO opposite of their personalities in this photo that it’s killing me.
Okay. I’d staggered back into the booth — or MB stepped out or something. (Oh, and I did some weird effect in i-Photo and I can’t make it go back. Whatevs.) I’m sticking out my tongue like a perfect lady, modeling appropriate behavior for my niece and she, apparently, has transformed into a vampire. Kid, I love you so much my heart hurts, but now that your teef are falling out, please, please grow some non-Undead teeth.
Um. We’ve discussed this horror before. The earrings I think I borrowed from … someone. And the hair I think I borrowed from the neighbor’s poodle. SO scary. Much scarier than Count Pipeula.
Adorableness abounds. : )