Okay, so it's probably time to feature a cousin or two from the other side of the family tree. Why they don't have their own blogs is anyone's guess. Nonetheless, these are Ida's cousins, and so we're curious about them.
Phoebe is the cream of the crop, shown here feeding young Margo (soon to visit PDX--documentation to follow) some formula; the products of this formula, passed through Margo's body, are allegedly quite remarkable.
Okay, so now it gets a little scarier. Bonnie Kate will not acknowledge her Uncle Pete's presence, not even look at him; this may be because he looks too much like her father, Jim, though this picture disproves that theory. As for Grace--well, an angel walks the earth with us.
Let the trash-talk begin.
2 comments:
I'd keep Ida away from those [hallucogen-pushing?] flower children -
though that little baby with her bottle is sweet.
Someone's going to have to tell me what's happening with the glasses and jewelry here.
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