Pet Peeve #529

I've noticed that with the onslaught of social networking sites like Facebook and Twitter and the prevalence of cell phones, kids are taking pictures of themselves and posting them everywhere. My peeve is with their weird come-hither expressions. Our youth seem incapable of smiling naturally for the camera; they photograph themselves mostly with their tongues sticking out . . . or with pursed lips . . . or flashing sideways peace signs.

Makes me long for the good old days when you had to sit still as a statue with a frown on your face for 5 minutes after the bulb exploded above the accordian camera. My own daughter, who is barely eleven years old, has taken up the practice of posing like an attention-starved diva just to irritate me. She took these shots of herself and her little sister on my cell phone and left them there for me to find:

 Is it even possible to purse one's lips more than this?

Why, yes, mother. It is very possible.

She's even got our dog posing like an idiot.

Or maybe that is Daisy's natural expression.

Hard to tell.

Dinner last night: chicken pot pie

Exactly one year ago:

Beauty is Where You Find It

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No Fun Like Balloon Fun

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The Great Sippy Cup Rebellion of 2008

Dash of Bouncy House, Sprinkle of Water Slide, Deluge of Fun

I reside in Alaska, which means I live in an igloo where snow blizzards rage year-round; however, yesterday was a gorgeous summer day up in the 70s, so our neighbors busted out their waterslide.

The kids got into a romping game of "Aliens," which involved chasing and shooting and lots of screaming in delight.

My 5-year-old daughters thought these twin babies were pretty cool and screeched, "They're twins, too! They'll grow up to be just like us!" I do believe I detected shudders of horror rippling through the shoulders of the other adults standing around in the yard. Yeah, well, enjoy the gentle splashing and matching swimsuits while you can, people. Your time for "Aliens" is coming.

Dinner last night: teriyaki steak, potato salad

Exactly one year ago:

Bound to Happen

Exactly two years ago:

Things I Learned Over the 4th of July

Different Strokes for Different Folks

The twins recently turned five and received their first bicycles, which were their only gifts from us. Oh, wait. Except for the umbrellas that my husband purchased on a whim. Don't ask me why they need umbrellas on a cloudless summer day, but they sure do love playing with them.

Dinner last night: baked salmon with mango salsa over cous cous

Exactly two years ago:

Small Peeve

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