Really, I tried so hard. Except my brother said that the orange blinking light on my camera made him cross his eyes. I did not believe him.
I took about 30 pictures I think. I deleted most of them as I took them. Eventually I laughted so hard at the faces he was making and just put the camera away.
The next day we tried again in front of the Christmas tree and the orange light blinked again and his eyes rolled back in his head. Again, we laughed, but I really wanted a good picture. I wanted proof that I really do have a family that is nice. I wanted a good shot to put in the scrapbook I am making for our adoption booklet. Don't you think I would be so proud to put those pictures in our scrapbook?
An then there's the old addage: a picture is worth a thousand words. I'm not quite sure what this says about us.
I am a woman with more questions than answers. I am constantly searching, learning, decorating, loving and muddling my way through this life. I live under His grace. I stray daily from my faith, my diet, the road, but never my husband. I could eat a whole dish of tiramisu and not feel guilty. I could knit a sweater with all the dog hair on my floor, if I swept it up, or knew how to knit. I am hanging on, holding out, and hoping for the best God has to offer.
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2 comments:
Put these pictures in your scrapbook with a note that says, "My brother is always full of mischief and fun. Any little we adopt will be quickly warned of his anticks and mischief." Something silly such as that will show you and your family know how to have fun and laugh. Merry Christmas. Sorry I've been away so long. My blog explains the first part of why.
I'd go for what you got... I love goofy pics.
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