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."