What family?

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I don't know about you, but I seriously love Family Picture Time.
I know, I know! I hear all of you groan, but when you're 86 years old and you look back on the pictures that were taken of you when you were this age right now, you'll go, "Dang! I looked good! I'm so glad my crazy sister/wife/daughter/aunt Emily forced us into it. She sure is a smart cookie." Because phrases like "smart cookie" will be frequently used when you are 86 years old. Also, phrases like, "At that time I believed my affective controls were no longer intact, but now I see that I was wrong; it is now that I must worry about my affective controls," might be high on your daily usage list. Mainly because when you are 86 years old, certain affective-ness of your controls may no longer be intact. You might also like to use this phrase that I have created for 86 year old daily usage: "I got a yeuk all over my body. Harriet! Get the cream!"

yeuk \YOOK\, noun:
An itching sensation.

Comments

Mandy said…
I agree!!!! Family picture time is the best!!! I will always remember that night we took so many pictures that night. Thanks for coming to visit and play!!!
August 18, 2010 at 9:15 PM
sinika said…
I always make my family take pictures too- without much thanks. Someday...

I looove your huge hiking pictures! Amazing!
August 18, 2010 at 9:35 PM
Crystal said…
Why wait for 86, I know you are one smart cookie. I like Taylor's face on grandma's lap. I just hope that yeuk isn't contagious!
August 19, 2010 at 11:27 AM
Unknown said…
ERMA! what awesome photos! dang my brother is a good lookin guy and your moma is such a pretty lady! I am so fortunate of a "cookie" to have you all in my family tree! Everyone looks so happy and so beautiful!!!!!! love you tons....auntie lu
August 19, 2010 at 4:00 PM
All Dolled Up Doll Clothes said…
Love you Em...Love your family (my family)too!
Terrie
August 21, 2010 at 6:39 AM
Penny said…
Yes....I can see through my eyes! Squinty as they are!
August 21, 2010 at 2:55 PM
Kevin and Carrie said…
Have you noticed that in the picture where we were all supposed to make funny faces, both Mom and Dad look like they are in excruciating pain? I find it funny. They are like soul mates or something.

Shers: the ibonic word for shares.

"Yeah foo, I'll shers dat chicken leg wit ya!"
August 24, 2010 at 4:51 PM
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