Friendship

One of my best friends “T” (who is one of the few people in the world who probably knows me better than I know myself) (and also probably one of the only people I can take constructive criticism from without getting angry) and I both enjoy torturing our munchkins by flashing the camera around in their faces. We took two of hers (out of 7) and my three out for some fun one Sunday afternoon. And here is the outcome:
“K” and “L” hanging out:
Mr. “L” and his gorgeous blonde locks:
A minor meltdown by “K”:
And my munchkins:

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