The Easter Bunny came back from vacation just in time for Henry and me to regress and sit on his lap.
Chooch just sat there eating carrots while Henry and I fought in between shots. But to be honest, I think this one of the most docile photo shoots we’ve ever done, somehow.
I have shorts on underneath here. I’m not that slutty. Ignore the writing on the bathroom stalls.
Chooch happily took our pictures. He was like fuck yes, the camera isn’t pointed on me for once.
God forbid we should ever just have a regular photo taken of us.
Happy Easter, you guys!