Oh, sweetie. No. No. No. No. No. No. NO. You're such a cute boy. Please don't ever shave your head again. Ever.
Are they going to some Grocery Prom? Why is she holding his arm like that?
I always write on my hands when I need to remember something. I've never started on my upper arm, though. That's new.
Put that baby in some sort of carrier, for goodness sakes. She's going to get crushed. 
My darling, Bradley. I'm not sure why you're looking like such a dapper chap, but I'm digging it. Marry me.
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