death by cuteness

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

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