Help me, I’m going through withdrawal symptoms here.

These are my nieces. As if I couldn’t stand any more cuteness, there are eleven more of these nieces and nephews. Fifteen in all, each one with his or her own excruciating level of adorableness and cheek-pinching huggability that’s enough to wreak havoc on a girl’s otherwise proper vocabulary.

Goodness. I miss these monkeys terribly.