It was time for family pictures. Normally, I would pick out my dress and have everything laid out and ready to go. This day was different. We were super busy, so everything happened at the last minute. I brushed my hair, put on a dab of lipstick, and rushed out the door.
It was your classic set-up: Boring background and an overexcited photographer. Something happened that day that I still can't think about without laughing.
"Pose beside each other," the photographer said to my brother and I. "Kind of turn your shoulders sideways so you are leaning into each other just a little," he clarified.
Snap. Snap. Everything was going smoothly. We just had to look like we were excited to be there a little bit longer. Then, the inevitable happened. There was a screen so that you could preview the pictures. For the average person, this was a good thing, but for brothers and sisters this was a bad thing.
"How can you be taller than me!" my brother shrieked in digust. "Well, I guess I've grown a few inches," I said calmly.
My brother wasn't satisfied with that answer at all. In his mind, he just had to be taller than me. "Well, if you're hair didn't have that poof in it, you wouldn't be taller!" he said with a laugh.
He then proceeded to smoosh my hair down in the middle of taking pictures! I can only imagine how that looked. :) If the photographer thought it was funny, he didn't dare laugh. Needless to say, Eli's plan didn't work. My hair has natural body and wave, so it can't be smooshed unfortunately. But I can say I have proof that I was once taller than my brother.
Do you have any funny picture stories?
2 comments:
LOL Don't you just love brothers? {:)
Funny post. Thanks for sharing. Hope you are well.
funny --it's a bro thing. ha
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