Wordless Wednesday: Creep, It Takes One To Know One
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.
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.
Gods that mask scares the bejesus out of me!
Actually, I kinda like that second photo — it makes you take a second look.
I love these photos…they’re so wonderfully disturbing!
I received my People of Brookline postcard Monday. Oh boy, what fun! THANK YOU!
I may have nightmares…
(I admit to laughing while being freaked out. I wanted to look away but was too intrigued.)
I had this window opened and Harland totally pointed at the picture and happily said “Whats that?” hes such a weird kid!
Ha! Maybe it’s not as scary to him when it’s on a computer screen!