I think Pickle had spent a little too much time around Cricket. That tirade sounded like it was strait out of Cricket’s mind. Awesome, honest, and with zero filter.
Nah, Pickle’s never had a filter. She has gotten better about getting to the point though rather than taking a paragraph or two to say she going from kindergarten to first grade 🙂
Nothing like a critique from your kid sister to set you straight.
I had a girlfriend that wore the same perfume…
Treasure the people who are honest with you.
You have to love the little tummbleweed.
I think Pickle had spent a little too much time around Cricket. That tirade sounded like it was strait out of Cricket’s mind. Awesome, honest, and with zero filter.
Nah, Pickle’s never had a filter. She has gotten better about getting to the point though rather than taking a paragraph or two to say she going from kindergarten to first grade 🙂
As a guy I know says, your friends don’t stab you in the back. They stab you in the front.
As subtle as a gardening brick to the head. LOL
Man, if I’d used that language at her age, I’d have gotten a clip ’round the earhole
Is the babble defense something they were taught at the Orphanage?
Pickle is rocking her eyeholes today.
She’ll have to morph those if she’s out amongst the mundanes.
Depends on where they are going to eat
🙂
But what happened to Timothy? Iz — still — ded?
Plant food
Slunk off, embarrassed. Atsali would be too much woman for him.
Of course, having Lakshmi and Owen show up about now might be a good example…
Yup: if you want an honest opinion, ask a sibling (at least, one who doesn’t hate you that is)
Just don’t go to Mucho Mocha. Tina will read all your insecurities and spout them out loud.
Honesty IS the best causality…
Are you drawing Atsali’s glasses proportionally smaller since the haircut? Are they supposed to be new frames or just a difference in style?
Pickle! Language young lady!
My mum would give me a clip upside the head for that language
Where can I buy that perfume?
The desirability of such a perfume would depend on the degree to which said cookies smell was like those “fresh (& still “^hot/warm^) from the oven” 🙄
Huh. “Blown sunshine up your ass” was a Tina quote. I wonder how she has been…
I shall remember this description of perfumes forever.