There was a lot of funny in Mexico...particularly with my 1/16 Scottish husband the morning of the whale watch, but y'all know about that one already.
I was browsing through photos, when I ran across these beauts. My baby bro was playing "Photographer" because T. and I had asked him to take a photo of us. My baby bro being the baby bro that he is, started saying things like, "Do Mr. W when he was drunk!" "Do Mama when she was sad!" "What's Mr. gonna be like later?!"
And, apparently, these were our interpretations:
What a hoot! And, saddness...my tan lines are all but gone. As they were fading, I couldn't help but think they were just a cruel reminder about how horribly, awfully, painfully pale I am in the winter.
Sigh. Such is the life of a Scandinavian girl, I guess.