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4 rubber neckers:
All she needs is a little tin cup to drag back and forth across the bars!
I'm thinking the stoned pirate is more of an "You talkin to me?" kinda face! Cute nonetheless!
yes. she does make that face a lot, and it is reflective of her attitude. i call it the "what of it?" face. she is MY child. there's no doubt.
They don't stay on for long, but sometimes, if she's distracted they'll be on their for a bit. I do like the pirate look, though, even if the bandana does have cows shaping out the word "love".
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