Seriously. I grew up never knowing how the movie ended. They found One-Eyed Willie and that was the end. Not until I was much, much older did I finally see what happened.
Lucky for me though, Goonies is on tv all the time. Really, all the time. Those HD movie channels that I spend my days perusing while the Chick is drinking his bottle or I'm rocking him to sleep, the 500's, are always showing the movie. Let's just say I've seen the end plenty of times now.
And, it seems, that I've got my own Goonies, living in my house these days.
Please meet my oldest child, One-Eyed Willie.
And my youngest child, Sloth (yes, there is no movie make-up disfigurement, but when I saw this face, that's what it reminded me of) or Chunk, whichever you feel the resemblance fits best.
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"heeeeyyyy, you guys!"
Oh, how I wanted to be a goonie. The boys look adorable. Never too early to start planning Halloween costumes! But Wyatt is too cute to be Sloth.
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