Poor Cali … she never catches a break.
Zip-up is here.
Resting those cheeks before we headed to Uncle Drew's house for football playoffs.
Set of four here.
Housing a banana. nbd.
Hey Mr. DJ, put a record on. I wanna dance with my baby.
I wish you could zoom in on Declyn's face. One word -- pissed.
Colleen was kind enough to send me this. He, nor his rolls, seemed to care that the playoffs were happening. Instead, he was all cozy-ed up with his Dad where he stayed for almost two hours.
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