Another picture of the serious somber O’Malley urchins.
. . .and in the streets of Ireland all the children had to do was play.
Y’all look like some sort of “Stop the Troubles” poster, c. 1981.
Daddy’s in Long Kesh and Mummy’s so sad!
Meanwhile, we’re probably just waiting patiently for Wonder Twins to come on.
I am in love with Siobhan and her jammies. She’s so smooshable!!!
That’s Jean!! But she’s smooshable too!
I’ve heard of the “left hand mouth, right hand bellybutton” before, but I’ve never seen it. Awesome photo.
Pat – yes!! There it is!
Lisa beat me to the smoosh. Jean is precious! And for some reason, I am loving all the O’Malley knees here.
I guess I don’t remember crossing my legs like a middle-aged woman when I was only 9 years old.
Hahaha. Yes, you need a ciggy, dahling. You could have an Anne Sexton thing going on here.
I’m sorry. Jean’s face is killing me. She’s in a finger-sucking trance. It is just so cute.
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. . .and in the streets of Ireland all the children had to do was play.
Y’all look like some sort of “Stop the Troubles” poster, c. 1981.
Daddy’s in Long Kesh and Mummy’s so sad!
Meanwhile, we’re probably just waiting patiently for Wonder Twins to come on.
I am in love with Siobhan and her jammies. She’s so smooshable!!!
That’s Jean!! But she’s smooshable too!
I’ve heard of the “left hand mouth, right hand bellybutton” before, but I’ve never seen it. Awesome photo.
Pat – yes!! There it is!
Lisa beat me to the smoosh. Jean is precious! And for some reason, I am loving all the O’Malley knees here.
I guess I don’t remember crossing my legs like a middle-aged woman when I was only 9 years old.
Hahaha. Yes, you need a ciggy, dahling. You could have an Anne Sexton thing going on here.
I’m sorry. Jean’s face is killing me. She’s in a finger-sucking trance. It is just so cute.
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