Emily had her school photo taken a couple of weeks ago and brought it home on Friday. When I got home from my class that afternoon John said "Wait till you see Emily's photo. Try not to laugh in front of her."
Emily has this habit of putting on this odd stacked-teeth smile when she sits for a posed photo.
Her odd photo-smile comes naturally apparently. I worked hard on mine at the same age.
I specifically remember my mum trying to get me to smile "normally" which of course I demanded I was already doing. Similar to what Emily told me this morning when I told her we were having her photos retaken. "But the man told me to do that with my teeth!"
So, we're retaking the photos. I'm pretty much resigned to the fact that they'll turn out exactly the same. Oh well. At least she can show it to her kids one day after they come home with their first school photo looking like an incognito Maxwell Smart or a very irked librarian, continuing a long-standing family tradition.