I Don't Want to Grow Up!

She doesn't quite fill it out yet, but the Bean is rocking her Descendents onesie just the same. Now, if I could only get her to listen to Bonus Fat without crying, then I'd really be on to something. For now I suppose that flexing the onesie will have to suffice, but the day will come, you mark my words, when I mold my little girl into the punk rock princess she was born to be. It's either that or I'll be buying her Justin Timberlake (or whoever comes along to supplant him) records for the next 6 years.