I was going through my Picasa albums in an attempt to segregate my photos from those my middle girl took, considering Heather's pictures are waaaaaaaay better than mine (DAGNABIT!) they just might give her digital cooties, or something.
I noticed something. Hope is my youngest and, at the risk of sounding all, you know, weirdish (YES, it's a word!) I swear, this child is photogenically gifted.
Winter, spring, fall, miffed at her oldest sister knocking her disk into oblivion while playing shuffle board (she looks totally like her father in that one!) seriously, you can NOT take a bad picture of this kid.
Me, on the other hand, I can strike the most unattractive pose, without even trying and, well, the only saving grace, in my opinion, are my eyes and, still, I almost always manage to come off looking like a, you know, weirdo.
Then, I found this one, from attending my 11th consecutive Fun Day, last week. What did I tell you? Dang if the girl didn't make me look good, too!
"My, you ALL have such beautiful red hair!"
Hope's teacher is really sweet, although, she does have this habit of making me go…um…what?
[looks left, right and left again]
"You AND your girls!"
OHHHHHHH, yeah, me and mah girls, have the same dark eyes and, although we go from curly, to wavy, to scared straight it just may ALL fall out, by tomorrow (guess which one, go ahead, I'll wait) you can pretty much tell we all come from the same gene pool.
Aaaaand, would you believe, they actually agreed to be seen with me, in public, untanned, in support their baby sister. By the end of the afternoon, they were sort of holding me up, too, can you tell?
"Pssst, Mom…but, she knows our hair is NOT red, for real, right?"
[sound of crickets chirping]
OHHHHHHH…HEY!…look, did you know, I also have a son?
Aaaaand, he's blonde, with the coolest eyes, sometimes (seriously, they change color) and what did I tell you, the girl can take some really awesome pics, for real, right?
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24 responses to “Times I Wish Photogenicism Was Hereditary”
I have one like that. Also my youngest. I have a picture of her sweaty, dirty, after a long summer day, crunching into a cob of corn, her eyes and nose all squished up… she’s still adorable! Didn’t get that from me. I’m lucky if 1 of every 1000 photos of me comes out acceptable, let alone good. And her, every picture is great. Darn kids, anyway!
I have one like that. Also my youngest. I have a picture of her sweaty, dirty, after a long summer day, crunching into a cob of corn, her eyes and nose all squished up… she’s still adorable! Didn’t get that from me. I’m lucky if 1 of every 1000 photos of me comes out acceptable, let alone good. And her, every picture is great. Darn kids, anyway!
I have one like that. Also my youngest. I have a picture of her sweaty, dirty, after a long summer day, crunching into a cob of corn, her eyes and nose all squished up… she’s still adorable! Didn’t get that from me. I’m lucky if 1 of every 1000 photos of me comes out acceptable, let alone good. And her, every picture is great. Darn kids, anyway!
I have one like that. Also my youngest. I have a picture of her sweaty, dirty, after a long summer day, crunching into a cob of corn, her eyes and nose all squished up… she’s still adorable! Didn’t get that from me. I’m lucky if 1 of every 1000 photos of me comes out acceptable, let alone good. And her, every picture is great. Darn kids, anyway!
I have one like that. Also my youngest. I have a picture of her sweaty, dirty, after a long summer day, crunching into a cob of corn, her eyes and nose all squished up… she’s still adorable! Didn’t get that from me. I’m lucky if 1 of every 1000 photos of me comes out acceptable, let alone good. And her, every picture is great. Darn kids, anyway!
I have one like that. Also my youngest. I have a picture of her sweaty, dirty, after a long summer day, crunching into a cob of corn, her eyes and nose all squished up… she’s still adorable! Didn’t get that from me. I’m lucky if 1 of every 1000 photos of me comes out acceptable, let alone good. And her, every picture is great. Darn kids, anyway!
I have one like that. Also my youngest. I have a picture of her sweaty, dirty, after a long summer day, crunching into a cob of corn, her eyes and nose all squished up… she’s still adorable! Didn’t get that from me. I’m lucky if 1 of every 1000 photos of me comes out acceptable, let alone good. And her, every picture is great. Darn kids, anyway!
I have one like that. Also my youngest. I have a picture of her sweaty, dirty, after a long summer day, crunching into a cob of corn, her eyes and nose all squished up… she’s still adorable! Didn’t get that from me. I’m lucky if 1 of every 1000 photos of me comes out acceptable, let alone good. And her, every picture is great. Darn kids, anyway!
They obviously get their beauty from their mama, photogenic or not! 😉
They obviously get their beauty from their mama, photogenic or not! 😉
They obviously get their beauty from their mama, photogenic or not! 😉
They obviously get their beauty from their mama, photogenic or not! 😉
They obviously get their beauty from their mama, photogenic or not! 😉
They obviously get their beauty from their mama, photogenic or not! 😉
They obviously get their beauty from their mama, photogenic or not! 😉
They obviously get their beauty from their mama, photogenic or not! 😉
You ALL are beautiful! (Even boys can be beautiful…)
You ALL are beautiful! (Even boys can be beautiful…)
You ALL are beautiful! (Even boys can be beautiful…)
You ALL are beautiful! (Even boys can be beautiful…)
You ALL are beautiful! (Even boys can be beautiful…)
You ALL are beautiful! (Even boys can be beautiful…)
You ALL are beautiful! (Even boys can be beautiful…)
You ALL are beautiful! (Even boys can be beautiful…)