So if I started wearing glasses in the third grade, what is the likelihood that if/when I have a child it will look like this adorable curly headed peanut need visual assistance at the ripe age of four?
Eee, I just can’t take it! If there ever was a tool to measure preciousness, like a presh-o-meter, it would be ringing through the roof right now thanks to these Very French Gangsters. I’m literally dying.
via raneytown
cutest thing i ever did see.