Wednesday, October 19, 2011

mr. bones pumpkin patch

I wish I could claim this one as my own but some pumpkin patch employee is the Picasso behind this head. Makes me want to step up my game.

B. ate the snack crackers the teacher handed out with no questions asked. Traitor!

One of B.'s best friends. A nice kid who only speaks Italian at this stage but I understand bits and pieces of what his mom says. And an invitation to dinner would probably be killer. Homemade pasta please!

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