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Chooch has lived in a houseful of animal masks since he was a baby, so stuffing a pig mask on his head in the middle of summer ain’t no thang. But when he saw that Kara’s not-quite-2-year-old son Harland was less than tickled with his new porky visage, it became a calculated game in torture and torment. It’s probably for the best that I’m not giving him a younger sibling; the way he antagonizes other children makes me see so much of myself in him.

Henry is right: we are so similar it’s more alarming than cute.

  9 Responses to “Wordless Wednesday: Creep, It Takes One To Know One”

  1. Ha ha – he looks like something out of a horror film. I know what you mean about kids inheriting the things you don’t like about yourself as well as the things you do. I always blame anything I don’t like about the little ‘un on the husband.

  2. Gods that mask scares the bejesus out of me!

  3. Actually, I kinda like that second photo — it makes you take a second look.

  4. I love these photos…they’re so wonderfully disturbing!

  5. Bravo!

    I received my People of Brookline postcard Monday. Oh boy, what fun! THANK YOU!

  6. I may have nightmares…
    (I admit to laughing while being freaked out. I wanted to look away but was too intrigued.)

  7. I had this window opened and Harland totally pointed at the picture and happily said “Whats that?” hes such a weird kid!

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