“My family in the last picture taken before the divorce.”
(submitted by Bill)
“There’s a reason Dad called us his poodles.”
(submitted by Cindi)
“Alright. I’m the one on the left with the sweet bangs, and probable curling iron burns on my forehead. Let’s analyze this:
1. The denim. Why, Mom, why?
2. Stain on my stepdad’s knee.
3. Several excellent examples of leaning, particularly my casual elbow on my stepdad’s knee.
4. And the absolute best, my sister’s face. We are all happy to announce she isn’t a sociopath.”
(submitted by Eliza)
“This is a picture of my mom, my sister, and me. Guess whose idea it was.”
(submitted by Caren)
“Circa 1980. There I am in all my split-end, buck-toothed glory, with my had on my mom’s knee. My dad’s thumb and index finger are pressed together per the photographer’s artistic direction. But the best part is that since my oldest brother was away at college and wasn’t able to be in the picture with us, so Mom taped his high school graduation picture right on it.”
(submitted by Christy)
“This is a photo of my twin brother and I with our mom when we were about 5 years old. I went in for a hug and ended up copping a feel. For years I hated seeing this photo hanging on the hallway wall. Now I think it’s hilarious.”
(submitted by Teri)
“My Nana (the woman in the glasses) won a radio contest for a family portrait. The session ended up being held in a motel and Nana thought it would be a good idea to wear a strapless dress. Also note my Aunt Mimi’s (the girl in her lap) devilish, evil smile.”
(submitted by Bryttany)
“This was our first photo shoot after child #4 entered the scene. This pretty well sums up our home life.”
(submitted by Sara)