Well, even though we never did get a perfect family picture, I picked out three of the 75 pictures we took and ordered our holiday cards.
When I first looked at the photos I saw squity eyes, my bangs going wild, Alex refusing to look at the camera, John's three day old beard stubble... But when I took a second look, I saw us. Our family. For better or worse, that's us. A picture is supposed to capture a moment in time. It's supposed to be a snapshot of life and those pictures are exactly that. I look at our holiday card and I see a happy, loving family. And in my eyes, regarless of my crooked smile and stupid bangs, regardless of John's stubble and squinty eyes, regardless of Alex's out and out refusal to look at the camera, we are picture perfect.
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