My sister’s girls have both become involved with boys who come from very quiet families. One can only imagine what they must have thought the first time they came to one of the big family gatherings.
We all gathered last Saturday to honor our family’s patriarch on the occasion of his 86th birthday. My mother was a very quiet woman, and during our formative years, he had much to do with the level of noise in the house.
He knows how to behave in front of the camera,
…but this is also typical. We all share memories of many family occasions when we were kids – especially when the cousins from Northern California were there – when all he had to do was look at us with one of these silly expressions on his face for us to collapse in hysterical giggling.
So, when it came time to take the pictures, we posed correctly for the camera to document the occasion...
– especially important since it has been 6 years since our boy has had a picture taken with his relatives and we do not know what the future holds,
And then each time after both pictures were taken...
decorum went by the wayside, as is typical.
What is missing is the sound effects as fists were being pumped, with everyone blaring like an air horn from a truck or train.
At any rate, it was a proper birthday party, and a good time was had by all...