Yesterday was a bit strange. Mommy was straightening up in my nursery and found a bandanna. Before I knew it, we were having another photo shoot! One minute, I was just chillin' on my bed, minding my own business, then all of a sudden, I'm being dressed up like a vato thug biker gangsta type guy. What's up with that?
Mommy had a specific look she was going for but daddy said I just looked goofy. Daddy said I was less gangsta and more Aunt Jemima. I've met my Grandpa and Grandma, but I haven't met my Auntie Jemima yet...looking forward to that.
What do you think?
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