My house is full of them.
Case in point:
Triple goonage:
“Who, us?”
Daddy love:
LOVE:
Peek-A-Boo!
I see you!
Daddy and daughter (and a dash of Pete The Cat):
Cute enough to eat. (Possibly literally.)
Such joy:
It’s good thing I’m ga-ga for goons since it’s definitely in the genes.