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6 Comments:
At 10:17 PM, Anonymous said…
Oh! Oh!
Cuuuute squishy bebeez!
At 6:05 PM, E. said…
God, that's cute. It's so much cuter, though, b/c they're pissed. If they were all angelic, it might be too much.
(my word verification is litabb. little baby?)
At 6:13 PM, Candy Rant said…
I do love that they're pissed off. It's so human and cute and alien and pumpkiny.
At 7:59 PM, Jenni said…
"Honked off"
That makes me laugh. They are very cute, though!
At 1:29 PM, Anonymous said…
I don't think boys liked to be dressed up as pumpkins. I never did. We like something a little more macho--accountant, risk management consultant. Talk show host, dental assistant. Regional Vice President for Research and Development. Assistant Sales Manager. Or maybe Personal Assistant to the Director of International Risk Management. Or, for some boys at least…First Lady. The possibilities are endless. But not a pumpkins for heaven's sake!
At 2:20 PM, Norma said…
I can't wait to see the picture when they meet Santa!!
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