Team Awkward, Author at AwkwardFamilyPhotos.com

The Mohawk Disagreement

“Dad wanted the mohawk to be worn like a comb over but mom thought it should be worn proud. Mom was a lot cooler than you would expect.”

(submitted by Chris)

Apology Accepted

“Recently our son was required to write his mother a letter expressing his regret for recent behavior.”

(submitted by Edward)

“I found this picture recently when I was cleaning out some old photo boxes. I think I was in 3rd or 4th grade, which would make it the early 1980s. My parents, obviously having no idea what roach clips were used for, not only let me buy it, but let me go to school with it pinned to my collar on picture day.”

(submitted by Rebecca)

The Summer Of ’69

“I was 9, my sister, 3. I had more hair than anyone knew what to do with. I decided that I wanted to look like a ‘movie star’ in our photo shoot, so my mom’s hairdresser gave it her best shot… mission accomplished??? My poor little sister was obviously terrified of that monstrosity on top of my head… but don’t worry, she turned out fine. She became a school counselor! Still my favorite sister pic of all time… how I miss 1969!”

(submitted by Delila)

Taking The Plunge

“My brother is wearing my headband and we’re both eating Ring Pops. It looks like we’re dressed up for the Christmas Eve service. And Dad….? Dad passed away last Christmas, but his plunger will live on forever.”

(submitted by Sarah)

Beak Envy

“This is a picture of me when I was in second grade we were putting on some sort of play for the parents. For some reason my teacher insisted that my beak looked a little inappropriate. I insisted that I be allowed to wear my beak and couldn’t think of anything that looked like it that would be deemed inappropriate.”

(submitted by Katherine)

Different Strokes

“My family posed for this shot when I was 4 or 5. I’m front and center. I laughed so hard when I rediscovered this photo. I love how we are all looking different directions.”

(submitted by Heather)

Sibling Bond

“When my sister and I were younger, my parents couldn’t get us to stop fighting. Mom had the idea of duct taping our wrists together since handcuffs were to inhumane for children. We went to the mall and sister had to go to the bathroom. I had to go into the bathroom while with my hand sticking out of the stall while my sister did a number two. Since then, no fights!”

(submitted by Andrew)