Nori, drop it. Drop it.
Why can't we be friends, why can't we be friends...
Not pictured - Tina about to be "greated" by a Great Dane.
She's a brick...
Summer, Donna
throw the ball, throw the ball... oh, she threw the ball, I love you, I love you, I love you
...she threw it again!!!
93 octane
Tina: "Now turn your head and cough." Nori: "Mommy, what are you doing?!?"
...and I will call you Mini Me.
"Yep, I rolled in that all by myself."
