Let’s begin by gathering together the joyful participants in this afternoon’s all-family project. Joyful, I said. Joyful participants.
Kevin (silently): What the hell, son? What the hell?
It’s always thrilling to discover new talents in one’s offspring.
Apparently, we have a natural born ham. Please, sir, may I have some more?
CJ acts out another scenario unseen by the rest of us.
Giant robot coming! Must defeat it with laser eyeballs!
I include this just because it’s so supremely awkward. CJ is about to do a runner. I’m, you know, smiling! Fooey’s vogueing. Enough with the jazz hands. And we’re done.
It would be nice to report that the photograph chosen to grace our Christmas letter (yes, we’re going to do a Christmas letter this year!) is far superior than these. It would be nice.
Thanks so much for the laugh (I am sure your intention was not to make people laugh!). Those are hysterical! I love the close-ups of CJ, love the jazz hands, love Kevin’s look! All priceless.
Yes! Laughter good! I was killing myself laughing when I saw what CJ had been up to during our photo shoot …
so funny! We had grand plans for a mocking band photo shoot as our Christmas photo, but ha, I think we’ll use a pretty one from the beach. such a cop-out. or maybe we won’t do one at all.
Do people even like/want photos in Christmas cards? Other than my grandma? Oh well … it was fun even if we didn’t get the perfect family photo. These might be better than that anyway. More accurate.