So, I was going through those Fall pictures I took of the twins and well, the pictures further solidify the girls' place in the world as the most ridiculous kids.
Publix and Wal-Mart were both out of pumpkins, so Davey got them some gourds and baby pumpkins, which were even better because they were miniaturized for miniature people.
You have something of mine, sister.
Drunk baby pictures are the best.
Hyooooooo...whateeztheeese?
Huh?
Wha-?
My gourd.
See this pumpkin.
Why yes.
There is no caption for this face.
Disinterested. Stupor.
The leader of the apocalypse giving a rousing speech, for she knew her followers' days were numbered.
As the undead reached toward the living...
Nonchalant. Drunk.
Babies come from where?
The two extreme emotions demonstrated.
Mmm...pumpkin feels nice on my face.
I glare at you.
Mmmm...gourd on my face.
Finally, a "smile" from Harper. A creepy gremlin smile, but a smile.
Heee...heee...heee... (heavy breathing)
Aaaaaaand...
Sit.
Still life pose.
I throw this gourd at you.
I curse you, pumpkin!!
Turkey leg! Chomp!
I kiss you, squash.
That...was...bumpy.
Who's up for another round??
Why have you betrayed me!
Sup.
All the pumpkins in my hands. Steady...steaaaady.
And smile.
But why? Whyyy? Why? But why is the pumpkin round? Why? Huh? Why?
Back it on up...yeah, back it on up.
NO! Don't back it up!
Daddy bouncing us on the ball.
Harper mad in the background because it was sister's turn.
