Any minute now, my phone is going to start ringing and there, on the other end, will be an angry older sister. And she’s going to yell at me for posting these photos. But don’t worry. I don’t answer my phone anyway, so I’m totally in the clear.
I took these two pictures on my mom’s fiftieth birthday. My sister, her husband, and their EIGHTEEN KIDS drove down from Utah to celebrate. By the way, eighteen is an exaggeration. It’s really only five. Which happens to be a magical number in our family. My grandmother, my mother, and my sister all have five children. It’s like these people have nothing better to do.
These photos were taken only six months ago. But, in six months, I’ve learned a lot. Now I can’t help but think if only I’d known then what I know now. I would have done a lot differently.
However, with that being said, this is one of my absolute favorite pictures of my older sister. She just looks so incredibly happy and beautiful. When she saw it, she wasn’t thrilled. All she saw were wrinkles. On the one hand, I wish we could all stop being our own worst critic. On the other hand, I want to vomit every time someone takes my picture, so I kinda get it.
Let’s get on with the show.
My adult entry.
And my kids entry.
This goober is my niece, but please don’t ask me which one ’cause she’s one half of a pair and I can’t tell them apart. At least, not in this photo. I know. Bad aunt. Okay, I’ll take a guess and say it’s B and let the older sister tell me if I’m right or wrong.