For 5 hours this past weekend, I had the whole fam damily at the house. And in honor of this special occasion, someone* had the bright idea to assemble everyone for a family picture.
In a way it’s kinda like herding cats. They are spread out all over the homestead and trying to corral them is a great test of patience.
The little ones are all excited until they find out they have to a) stand still; b) smile; c) act like human beings. Then you add to the mix the parents of the young ones who drag themselves over to the “staging area” like it is a death march and hope you can elicit a sincere smile out of them in the next 5 minutes.
The biggest troublemaker of them all is Rick. He loves to stand behind me when I’m taking pictures and make funny faces so that the grandkids will get all giggly and silly.
I’m actually pleased with the result. Think they’ll be game to doing this every Easter?
Yeah, I didn’t think so either.
* This may or may not have been me.