This is Jamison, wondering why his family is so weird. Payback, buddy.
This is me, wondering how in the world the hairdresser thought that this cut bears any resemblance to “layers, angled around the face.” This is also me putting the pictures out of sequence so my perturbed face isn’t scowling out from the front page of my blog, scaring everyone away. 😀
This is Grant imitating a mountain lion, and me, later on, wondering why all the photos from this day look so foggy. (Turns out, there was a kid-sized fingerprint on the camera lens. :-P)
This is me pondering the suburban sprawl that has sprung up between my high school (just behind that football field in the middle of the picture) and my old house (somewhere between the base of the mesa and the scenic interstate). (Although in all fairness, the interstate was already there.)
I’ll post some pictures from Mitchell Canyon, one of my favorite teenage hang-outs, after I get them downloaded onto my computer. (They’re on my parents’ camera, because obviously, mine wasn’t working correctly.) Carter kept wondering when the canyon was going to “blow,” if it would shoot out bowling balls, etc. Even as we were walking through what was obviously, as I explained to Carter, a big ditch in the ground, he kept waiting for the explosion.
Such a disappointment. 🙂
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