…her daddy.

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…A Miami Dolphin

Only perhaps more masculine. Especially with her ruffly socks and “daddy’s little cupcake” uniform.
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…Voltron, Defender of the Universe! …Cutietron, Defender of Hugs!

And I’ll form the sweetness!

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…she might be made of Adamantium…

Ya ya ya, I know. I kinda cheated by using the same picture from last week. Cut me some slack, would ya?

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…she’s sportin’ Barf from Spaceballs’ look.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Only I think she’s way prettier. And she doesn’t have a tail.

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…she’s making this bear very VERY happy.

I feel ya, Cinnamon Bear – her hugs do that to me too and then I start hearing this little ditty in my head.

And just when you thought it couldn’t get any sweeter, she comes in a little closer and grabs on a little tighter. Heaven! Elation! Pure delight!The grin on that bear’s face just makes me smile.

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…she may have finally figured out what went wrong with that flux capacitor…

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…A less flamboyant Elton John

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…She’s running somewhere fast in her sleep

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…a kinder, gentler, less angry Incredible Hulk.

Or maybe she just looks like a baby in purple shorts

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…this Fisher Price Seahorse (which she is kinda weirded out by)

…And she looks like sheer delight to my heart.

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…Vinnie Chase (or Adrian Grenier)…

I guess that makes me…Johnny Drama?

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…a calculating primal beast hunting her prey.

…She eats avians…

…she stalks even the largest of mammals. Whales beware.

..she devours equines (actually are giraffes equines? I don’t think so. Whatevs. I’m going with it). And then she smiles coyly……I wonder where she gets it from.

…she inhales felines like they’re nuthin’

…sometimes she dons the carcasses of past victims and pretends to be one of the locals..

…Porcines are no match either. Just look at the ferocity. Truly savage.

Look out. YOU may be next.

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….like she’s driving this big ol’ truck

I love the expression on her face!

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…she has too much going on.  Seriously, if she doesn’t have time to get her little keester out of the air to take a nap, then maybe she just oughtta take a few things off her plate.  Perhaps Miss Thang should consider allocating a few MORE moments to getting her rest and a few LESS moments trying to eat her feet.  And the coffee table.  (And my face).

…someone should’ve yelled TIMBERRRRRRRRRR as she settled lay landed crashed down for her nap.

And yes, that IS her foot behind her head.  It’s like she was just sitting there and suddenly her head was just…too…heavy…PLOP.  Looks like Shellie the seahorse is poised for the photo op, though; crazy heifer is looking straight at the camera, so smug.

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…A cutie little flower blossom

…she’s sitting next to your friendly neighborhood spider-man

Her little friend Shane is so cute.  Miss K. reminds me of the flower in one of our favorite games, Plants vs. Zombies.  Clearly, my husband and I would be the zombies.  This video is surprisingly catchy, despite its terrible lyrics.  Don’t be surprised if you find yourself singing it to your spouse.  Ok, fine.  Don’t be surprised if you find ME singing it to MY spouse.

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…she may have done something bad.  Real bad…

…she slayed her dad.  I see.