“I asked for white wings — not MAUVE, for crying out loud! Next you’ll be sticking me with a lavender halo. Geesh. Who’s running this operation, anyway?”
With thanks to Laughing Stork reader, Betsy, who notes the baby is striking “the gargoyle pose.”
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But no Google Plus’ing with him, young lady. That’s where we draw the line.
