It’s not my fault!
If G ends up growing up needing tons of therapy, it’s not my fault! It’s the clothes’ fault. I mean, how can you possibly resist this?
Say “Moo”!
If G ends up growing up needing tons of therapy, it’s not my fault! It’s the clothes’ fault. I mean, how can you possibly resist this?
Say “Moo”!
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I. Must. Get. That.
Sooooo cute!!!
now he knows how YOU feel 😉
I can not wait to meet that little cow, er I mean guy! Look at those feet.
Love it!!