Especially since "point and shoot," does not mean "finds the best angle and lighting."
Or even "photographer even gave it a minute of her time."
After all, I was decorating, and that's all that really mattered to me then!
My mom and I scope out the tree, making sure we have the best side facing forward.
The trees, that is. Not ours. Clearly.
Mom and Ian give their "cheese smiles," while Dad wishes there was a football game on.
Traditional "look I'm putting an ornament on the tree," pose.
I clearly am so lazy that I decorate from a sitting position.
Bravo, Brittney, Bravo.
My dad, asking were our African church ornament is.
Oh, don't worry dad, it's there.
Wouldn't want our tree to be racist.
And, even though it is really my sis' year to do the angel topping, she's not here.
So I won.
Nah, nah, nah, nah, boo, boo.
The tree is just gorgeous! I love how it looks all lit up!