“Couples, stand together! Closer!”
“Put your arm around me,” she whispered.
“Another test?”
“Brent. It’s a picture.”
“Right,” I said. “Sorry.”
“Smile!” the photographer said.
She grinned. “Tell him I’m being difficult.”
Sheldon replied immediately. He must have been sitting there staring at his phone.
I’ve offered her a north-facing chair and a complimentary napkin.
Good thinking.
“Your father needs a vacation,” I said. GetParenting Tips
“I’ve got an idea,” she said.
Georgia and I stood under the balloon arch, staring at my phone, waiting. The photographer was trying to take our picture again. He kept saying, “Look up, please! Look at the camera!”
I laughed so hard I bent over. Georgia laughed so hard she had to hold onto the balloon arch, and among the balloons popped.
The photographer sighed and took our picture again. Then again. Finally, I think he gave up and just used one where we were both laughing with our eyes closed.
