Once upon a time, there was a pool noodle….
(submitted by Sarah)
“Notice my dad in the background laughing hysterically at my poor brother.”
(submitted by Ann Marie)
There’s no better picture op than going down in a wooden canoe.
(submitted by Megan)
He had his shorts taken in.
(submitted by Jonathon)
You can also choose to have your cake and not eat it too.
(submitted by Lana)
“This is the best picture I have of my cousins. It must be around 1982…When the spanish TVE was advertising these horrible 3D glasses.”
(submitted by Itziar)
“This is a photo of me, age 11, and my brother, David, age 15, Christmas 1970. My brother has a dislocated shoulder (wrestling), and I have a broken arm (sledriding). My mother happened to be out of town when I got hurt, and when she got home she told me to quit fooling around and “take that off,” because she thought I was faking it to get attention. Add this to my three concussions, and the 7 times my sister needed stitches in her head, and its no wonder my mom was not happy!”
Jimmy assessed the situation and decided they could wait.
(submitted by Timothy)
“I’ve played the harp since I was seven. We hosted a recital at our house for all my teacher’s students, which is why there are three harps in the room. But there are so many things I can’t explain about this. Why am I wearing the shirt and hat from my Peter Pan costume from Halloween about five years earlier? Why am I only wearing the top half of this costume, paired with black jeans tucked into weird ankle boots? Why am I wearing a liter of lipstick at the age of nine? Why did I ever have that haircut? The world may never know.”
“This is a photo of myself (mom) and my family, minus our oldest daughter, who wouldn’t be caught dead in this photo.”
(submitted by Tricia)