>I love Husband, but he is evil sometimes. Back in January, he took a picture of a picture that my parents still proudly display in the living room as part of The Shrine to the Family. Husband finds this picture utterly hilarious (not that it isn't, albeit in my mind it is painfully funny). I think I was in third grade. Note the awkward phasing into puberty that is just on the cusp of destroying my life as I knew it. My sister is adorable, though. Nothing funny there.

If you squint at the picture, you can see Sister's Husband's reflection. He clearly is enjoying a hearty guffaw at my sad pre-teen expense.