We better reblog this as much as we can 2013 is almost over
Liam Payne Performing at GMA 2013 x
That tag wins all the awards, in the history of ever.
Brazilian model Alexandre Cunha was paired with a three-year-old moptop to showcase Smalto’s matching child-sized and adult tuxedos. Unfortunately, while the pressure of performing didn’t faze the buff Brazilian, his partner broke down in tears as they were striding the catwalk:
Once, I was supposed to close a show with a 3-year-old kid and we both had matching outfits. During rehearsal, everything went as planned, but on the day of the show he started crying halfway down the runway, so in my head I thought, “What am I supposed to do?!” I ended up picking him up and I carried him to the end of the runway.
THIS IS SO CUTEEEEE
My kind of man
OMG LET ME MARRY HIM
THE WAY HE LOOKS AT HIM IN THE BOTTOM ONE OMG GUYS AWWWWWWH
DAMN ITS TOOOOO CUTE
I NEED THIS MAN IN MY LIFE
i feel so weird saying my own name
#what i love about this gift set more than anything#is that will ferrell is doing his thing and crowding into harry’s space#to get a reaction#and harry does something so unexpected with his little jump thing#that will actually startles and jumps back#i wonder how often that happens#how often will ferrell is bested at his own game#even more for a moment#probably not very often#god bless harry styles (x)
i think about this post like 8 times a day and burst out laughing in the weirdest places
This is my son, Chester, who is nearly 4. He was invited to his friend Chloe’s birthday party today, the theme was prince and princesses. He asked if he could go as Sleeping Beauty, so I bought him a dress and put a cute little clip in his hair.
We arrived at the party to the following comments from the adults present:
“Oh that is just cruel.”
"Why did you make him wear a dress?"
"Poor little man, what’s your mummy playing at?"
"He’s going to hate you when he grows up."
"No way I’d let my son dress like a girl."
The fact is, Chester is almost completely gender neutral. I let him wear what he wants, be it boys or girls clothes, and he plays with whatever toys he likes. This usually involves him holding tea parties while wearing his pink Minnie Mouse top, jeans and a tiara. The guests are more often than not a mixture of Winnie The Pooh characters, dinosaurs, Barbie, Dora and solders, and they’re usually transported in his favorite fire engine.
When my husband arrived at the party later on, he was subjected to endless ridicule from the other dad’s present about how I must keep his balls in my back pocket because otherwise he would have put his foot down and not allowed Chester out like that. Oh, and by the way, our other son dressed as Ariel. When my husband pointed out that the boys were happy, and the mother of the birthday child made a point of saying how wonderful she thought it was that we allowed them freedom of choice and expression, they then stopped talking about it to our faces and started muttering about us behind our backs.
Interestingly enough, not a single child said a word about their choice of costumes, other than to compliment Chester on his new dress.