Saturday, April 10, 2010

Family Portraits

So yeah, those ubiquitous family photos- you know the ones where everyone is wearing a white t-shirt and jeans and forcing a smile? Or maybe it's a holiday and everyone is dressed up in their fancies around the Christmas tree/birthday cake/(insert appropriate holiday image here). We just don't have 'em. Not a single one. No way. Never.

A quick aside: if you are ever looking to waste a few hours of your life laughing hysterically, check out www.awkwardfamilyphotos.com. It will make your family seem really normal and your own teenager years seem less, well, awkward.

When I was a kid we took a ton of pictures. By we I mean my dad. He had the camera attached to his face for most of my childhood. Roadtrips took forever because we were always having to stop for a "photo opportunity". (This is the same person who would not ever stop at the rest stops to let me pee every twenty minutes as my hamster bladder would have liked! Not that I'm still carrying that around or anything...)

I remember one professional portrait that was taken of my brother and me. I was sporting a hideous "feathered" hairstyle and poor Nick was decked out in a bow tie and forced to hold a fake rose. It was totally NOT us. Nick got mad at me one time and scratched my face in the picture, so unfortunately (thankfully) that one didn't survive our childhood. I can't promise that I won't ever dress my boys in matching outfits, but I will say with certainty that they will never wear bow ties and hold fake roses.

So anyway, it was recently brought to my attention that we don't have any photos of the four of us together on this blog. So here you go instead:




(Jack gets two because he's such a ham)

This is how we appear in our natural habitat, 'cause we just don't stand around in matching outfits smiling maniacally on a regular basis. And our boys don't own bow ties.

2 comments:

  1. Ha ha, I was forced to do the "white tee shirt and jeans" photo shoot as a teenager. It sucked!

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  2. I remember being on some of those trips with you and your dad and mom giving you a diaper. Oh the days... Autumn

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