He has officially reached the pinnacle of cool in Dorothy's mind. These were after dinner. Dorothy decided to "sit like Dad", so I decided to be a good mommy blogger and take pictures.
Like Dad.
I think she's happy.
Thumbs up, like Dad.
Cross legs like Dad...
...success. Albeit uncomfortable-looking success.
Me still eating dinner, even though the rest of my family finished, oh, ten minutes ago. Anyone who has ever eaten a meal with me is laughing right now at memories they have of this exact occurrence.
Now I'm looking sassy, like I keep eating dinner ten minutes after everyone else is done because that is what elite, cool, mysterious people do.
3 comments:
Is that yellow chair the one you painted? I'm in love with it!
haha i do remember many meals that happened just like that. awww such good memories
Yeah finals are over! We're excited for you guys to come this way! Is the scruffiness here to stay, Dallin? (Isn't it once you live the honor code...always live the honor code? :) Oh and Janelle, yes, your table manners do bring back memories! I want to be more like you (sophisticated and everything) and enjoy my food more. How's eating for 3 now? Does that mean you have eat more which means every LONGER time at the table?
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