Because my throat feels like someone stuffed spikey golf balls down it, my head seems to have had a mariachi band playing in it for the past 48 hours and my body aches like that of a woman suffering from Fibromyalgia...I barely had enough energy to post these so you better enjoy. Plus-these are too darn cute to keep all to myself.
Wouldn't it be nice if life were so simple, even a door stopper amused you?
Please ignore obnoxious baby voice.
One might think that bug is alive. Or at least, Oakley did.
Yes. She's cute.
Yes. I'm obsessed.
Yes. This took every last drop of energy I thought I had...