Anyone else have trouble taking pictures of a three year old punk?
I mean really? I spent an hour trying to make her self-inflicted mullet look presentable.
And this is what I get?
I know you don't really like the headband. But look! It matches the cheesy white fluff trim!
Seriously, who picks out a dress with cheesy fluff trim? What was she thinking?
Oh-no-she-dident! Is that sparkles I see in that dress? Ew.
I don't care if you don't wanna take anymore pictures!
You are going to sit pretty in this chair and SMILE LIKE YOU MEAN IT!
NOW!
Cause SCREAMING always makes Punks want to smile pretty.
Works never ever, not in a million years but makes me feel more productive every time.
No, you can't take off your shoes!
Wait, what do you mean Momma B-Dub forgot to buy you shoes?
What are you, a street rat or something?
Who does this Momma B-Dub think she is anyways?
See how great you Brother is being?
He knows how to take a dang picture!
Are girls DIVAS from Day One or something?
I didn't read how to fix that in the manual.
I demand a refund.
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