the klambake: Self Portraits at 39 Weeks

Jane Says:

I love you more than a giant's apartment.
When we go to the grocery store, can we get some examples?
This bead is so frickin' tiny that my sister could choke on it.
Mom, stop being silly! Now let's talk about unicorns some more.
We have to always remember to brush our teeth so we don't get enemies.
Is it OK if I shake my booty?
Mommy, what the hell is that guy doing?
When the monster comes, quiet time me.
Is Jabba Hood in Han Solo's office?
I really wanted the short robot.
Is the never ending story never ending?
Daddy, you have a stinky smell, you need to get up and take a shower.
I want to stay wet forever!
This amazing dress is completely made of flowers.
Uh oh, I just spilled something on my naked nude costume.
Mom, I'm really frustrated with you for giving me a time-out.
I'm still hungry. Those crackers aren't really working out for me.
I don't eat seeds, seeds are for birds.
I will go to the restaurant but will my people be there?
I am just a ballerina with dirty hands.
Mama, if you disobey me I will give you consequences.
You're a nude dude.
Is the spooky rock headed this way?
The spooky rock needs a spookier name, how about Morloch Davin?
Let's practice opening these candies now for later.
I'm going to concentrate on the parts of the soup I like.

Sunday, December 11, 2011

Self Portraits at 39 Weeks

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