So for the next little while, I'm going to be telling short little stories using the pics in my camera that I took while I was in Texas. Some of them are current pics, so of them are obviously not. For example, this picture is the day my dad married my mom. I was three and Leanne was two. My sister is the blond in my mom's arms with the chubby cheeks and I'm the camera shy one with my dad. Not much has changed really, my sister still has chubby cheeks that you just wanna squeeze, and I'd rather take the picture than be in it. During their marriage ceremony, we were supposed to just sit quietly in the pew. Yeah, my sis has always had a flair for the dramatic, even at the age of two, so in the middle of the ceremony, she takes off like a shot straight up the aisle. Everyone thinks she's just the cutest with her little blond curls. And she is. She's a little bundle of joy except for the small minor fact that she was screaming her lungs off cuz she wanted mom. But it was alright, cuz mom just picked her up then called me over too. So in the end, we all got married together, as a family.
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