Tonight I decided it was time to clean memory cards. I have two cameras, so this is always a huge endeavor. But tonight I started with John's little point and shoot, with which he is obsessed. I never actually got to my own photos.
Here's what I found, divided into categories:
First, the self portraits:
Then there are the butt shots:
And finally, what I call "Weird Family Photos": (no offense to anyone -- in most of them, I am the freak)
One of them has a too-big shirt. The other has none. And I have salmon-colored sweat pants. Good gracious.
All those missing teeth. And my freckles! Yet no boy freckles are to be found. :-(