I have moaned in this blog more than once about how difficult it is to take the perfect group holiday shot of my four great nephs and one great niece. They never cooperate. Eyes closed, frowns, wayward body parts---something is always wrong. But after coming across this picture in my old family photo album this morning, I'm going to stop complaining. This one is a disaster beyond explanation, other than Mama Bore says I was crying because my baby doll had just lost her blonde wig, compliments of Beans--who looks guilty as charged. And why in the world is he wearing boxing trunks? Poor Big Sis, once again, is trying to make the peace. Lord, it's a wonder we weren't all tossed in an orphanage!
Tuesday, December 6, 2011
THE WORST CHRISTMAS PICTURE EVER
I have moaned in this blog more than once about how difficult it is to take the perfect group holiday shot of my four great nephs and one great niece. They never cooperate. Eyes closed, frowns, wayward body parts---something is always wrong. But after coming across this picture in my old family photo album this morning, I'm going to stop complaining. This one is a disaster beyond explanation, other than Mama Bore says I was crying because my baby doll had just lost her blonde wig, compliments of Beans--who looks guilty as charged. And why in the world is he wearing boxing trunks? Poor Big Sis, once again, is trying to make the peace. Lord, it's a wonder we weren't all tossed in an orphanage!
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