Oh kids. Sometimes they are lovely angels. Sometimes they just want to make your life a living hell. Exhibit A: my cousins' kids at the wedding on Saturday.
On the far left is Lukachan: she is actually the sweetest of the bunch. She and I are pretty bonded-but I blame the bad influence of the devil spawn (kidding! sort of). In the middle: the Holy Terror - he's also the one running around proclaiming that at all of four years old he already has a boyfriend. Refusing to sit still and taking stage dives off the 6 inch riser where the head table was. Thank god he lives in Hong Kong. To the right is his sister - Sassomatic. She nearly outed the Germ's new body art to my parents. (Uh...which I guess I am doing for all three of my readers right now) Thus concludes the family analysis for the day.
I mean, I really like my family, I really do, but only on a rental basis sometimes.
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