| | Three weeks until we leave Kenya and I'm just now sitting down to go over my pre-furlough checklists that were sent to me in March. I'm scrambling around trying to get a decent family picture. The current one being used on all our newsletters makes me cringe every time I look at it.
This picture will not be on our prayer card.
At first I was thinking this one might be ok. But once I cropped it to this size, I realized several things. Yes, my two older kids look supremely uncomfortable. It's almost as if we have a machete we are holding behind their backs forcing them to smile. Unfortunately, they are at that age where all our photos have that look. So that's not the reason I won't use this picture.
I won't use it because of my smile. I have the lottery smile. I didn't even know about the lottery smile until last year when Alisa C. emailed us a link to these two blog postings by the same guy (post #1 & post #2).
My smile is so big that you can't even see my eyes. What the heck was I laughing about at that exact second? No one else in the picture is grinning as big as me. Well, really no one else besides Jeff is really even smiling in that photo.
Thankfully we had two pictures taken at the same time and the other one has a happy smile, but not the lottery smile. And I have someone who is going to photoshop Elliott's cold sores out. Now if only they could photoshop a smile on my kids' faces.
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